She’d taken him here. He had no memory of the journey. But he assumed that he was in a dorm room somewhere. Probably somewhere at the College. Then again he had no memory of even who this girl was. She could have been any girl in the world. She was any girl in the world. Then they’d fucked. That was the most surreal part. Her pussy had looked so surreal, and his body had responded to the stimulation she’d provided on its own accord. He’d watched her lying there on the bed and felt his dick grow. But the experience had been like watching one of the porno tapes he kept back at the frat house. His body had become the star of a show that nobody was watching. Even when his cock had slid into her, he felt it could easily have been sliding into anything. He looked at the end table next to the bed and saw the condom wrapper lying there. The tear in the wrapper obscuring the logo. She’d moaned and pulled at him. Digging her fingers into the flesh of his back as he lay on top of her doing his. The soft curves of her young body felt delicious.Mothers began calling for their children and at last it was just four of us; me, Mary Jane, Carla and Sally. We chased fireflies for awhile and then the two older girls Mary Jane and Carla started kidding about playing a kissing game. The eighth graders were two years older than me, fifteen. They were very experienced from my viewpoint. I was still protesting against kissing girls, at least officially. Unofficially I was curious. But I protested and pretended to run away from the girls. I let them catch me and the led me to the steps at the back of Carla's house.We talked in hushed tones and they teased me about the things I didn't know about girls and kissing and sex. The cicadas were making a lot of noise in the hot summer night air and the stars were bright and plentiful overhead. Carla went in the house and returned with a coke bottle to use as a spinner. She also brought a tube of lipstick which she and Mary Jane shared and then.
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