A sweat broke out on the nape of her neck.
She felt hot between her legs.
That moment, she wanted his hand on her neck and him inside her.
She would want to understand why she felt like this - but that was to be later.
She did not know yet, nor care, whether what she felt had much to do with him.
Later she did suspect that it did not really have much to do with him.
But this was before that time, when suspicions would stop her dead.
Right now something urged her on.
It pounded in her blood.
She sought no confirmation - no denial.
She sought no understanding - no love
Right now - she was all sexed up.
She did not seek a romantic image of sex.
For a virgin, in that time and place, this was unusual.
She was an unusual girl.
I first saw her with a few other girls - standing outside the ice cream parlor.
It was afternoon
She did not flick her eyes around nor did she have any ice cream.
She swept the street with her gaze occasionally -
taking it all in -
Her eyes did not dwell on anything for long.
She wanted to see someone and she waited for him - ..
Now, this was a condition I understood.
That's what settled things between us.
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