As they say, on any given night……….
We take a breather, she looks at her watch. “Oh shit, we have to stop.”
I’m speechless; my lips are on fire.
“I assume you want to do this again.”
I laugh. “Oh yea, it was kinda fun.”
She swats my arm. “Then don’t tell a soul. I mean it. Those rich bitches upstairs would just love to bust up couples, just for their own amusement.”
I nod. I’ll do whatever she says, run my tongue over hot macadam, no problem.
“That means no bragging to your friends. I’m a girl, not a conquest for a boy’s ego.”
Or I’ll drag my nuts over cut glass, just say the word.
“We’ll do it again Friday 6th period, ok?
“Yep. I’ll get a library pass first.”
We stand up. “Wipe your mouth, you have my lipstick on.” A quick peck and we disburse to our respective bathrooms. “oh yea, it’ll be my time next week, so we won’t be meeting.”
I let that pass…………..huh?
in the boys’ room, my reflection is dreamy–looks the same, feeling different. I’ve gone to the moon and now have to act sane. O my God, I have a girlfriend. Maybe dreams come true, at least for a while.