“Kiss -hic- the stroppy moppet!” Sally said. Somehow, she also contrived to take a drink from one of her many flasks of cheap vodka loudly enough that Virginia and I could both hear her clearly. Virginia flushed and I scowled.“Go to your room, Mead-mmmph!” I blinked. Somehow, a mouth had contrived to smother mine. And a tongue had contrived to press to mine. And a pair of small hands had somehow reached through my hair, gripping me by the root of my queue, squeezing and holding me in place as Virginia molded to my front. My hands gripped Virginia’s hips and for a time, we simply swayed in time with the motion of the Vermilion express. My eyes closed and I focused only on the warmth of her mouth and her tongue and the softness of her touch – her free hand caressed my cheeks.She drew back, panting heavily.I gulped. “Well, Miss...” I paused. “Did you ever tell me your last name?”Her cheeks flushed. “Virginia,” she said, nodding. “We, uh, renounce our old names when we enter the. Mark brought his bike to a stop in front of the large two story house.It was larger than his house, at least a little. Fancier, yes, with two white round columns holding up the overhang over the front porch instead of the blue painted wooden beams he had grown up with. The lawn and garden was nice, too, everything trimmed perfectly.God had led him here.Maybe. Mark looked around. Nobody was paying attention to him, just another kid on a bike this Saturday morning in May. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out his quarter. Mark closed his eyes."Oh, God, should I go talk to her today?"He flipped the coin, catching it, slamming it down on his wrist. Mark lifted his hand.Heads."OK, then." It made sense. God had sent him here. He obviously wanted Mark to go through with it. That calmed him a bit. God was with him. This was the right thing to do. There was no reason to be nervous.Taking a deep breath, he pedaled up the driveway. There were three cars there, with room for more. Nice cars,.
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