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the front of my shorts. I could tell I was getting wet and was afraid he would stop. He continued to move his hand until it rested on the inside of my thigh. It was so close to the leg of my shorts, inches away from being inside my panties.
    His lips were soft and perfectly touching mine, making me feel like I was in a different body. His lips suddenly moved away from mine and he stared at me. His hand still inches from being inside my shorts. I felt him move his hand down so it was closer to my knee, and the tingling slowed down.
    He rolled over on his back and looked at the sky. My heart was still pounding and I wanted to feel his hands on me again. I wanted to kiss him more, but didn’t know what he was thinking. Was I a horrible kisser?
    “You’re going to kill me , ” h e sighed.
    “Why?” I whispered. Was he using me? Did he find me disgusting after we kissed? Did he want to ditch me and leave me alone at the lake?
    “I’m sorry,” I said quietly. I could feel my heart starting to hurt. I had ruined his first kiss. He wanted it to be perfect and I wasn’t the girl. But I didn’t kiss him, he kissed me.
    He took my hand and kissed it, still looking at the sky.
    He sighed again heavily. “I am not ever going to get enough of you.”
    “I don’t understand.”
    He rolled over, looked at me, and kissed my forehead. “I never thought it would be that intense.”
    I felt a wave of relief. “I thought you were going to say it was repulsive.”
    “Damn girl, I wish it were. I’m going to be up all night, thinking about you. It was the perfect kiss that I waited for,” he sat up and looked down at me, “You are going to make me fall hard for you.”
    I couldn’t stop smiling. It was like my smile was plastered to my face. I couldn’t stop it from being there.
    I heard a horn honk and Derek yelled, “We want to go!”
    I watched Michael as he put his hi - tops on and stand up. He leaned over and took my hand and helped me up. He pulled me against him and held me tightly as I put my arms around his waist. I could feel his heart beating hard against the top of my head.
    “I don’t want to leave,” he said quietly.
    “Me either.”
    “We have to go,” he said, not moving. “It’s only fair that we let them decide when we leave. We made them come out and tolerate each other for long enough.”
              We stood there looking at the water. The moon made a huge reflection o n the center of the lake.
    “Come on,” he laughed, hearing the horn honk again. “I don’t want to get our asses kicked.”
     
    On the way home, Michael would shift the car and then place his hand on my thigh. Each time I felt a wonderful rush down my leg. I had no idea that such a simple touch of my leg could get me so aroused.
    “What time you have to be home ? ” Michael asked.
    I turned around and looked at Erica. “What time?”
              “Midnightish. What time is it?”
    “Like 11:15 . You all want to stop at The Dairy Lane ” Michael asked, looking into the rearview mirror.
    “Of course,” Erica answered for the backseat.
    “It’s fine with me.” I looked back again so I could see what Derek and Erica were doing. They were just sitting there. I couldn’t even read their expression, if they liked each other or just being civil.
    “So,” I smiled, “How’s things going, Derek ? ”
    “It’s good, Alex,” he smiled back, but I could see a hint of pleading in his eyes. “How’s your stomach?” I laughed.
    “My stomach is hungry, but my stomach will be better if I get some food in my stomach.
    I started laughing.
    Erica slapped my arm, “You are so mean. He’s sick and you are laughing at him.”
    “Sorry,” I smiled and turned around.
    We pulled into Dairy Lane and as usual for a Saturday night, it was packed. Michael walked around and opened my car door.
    “Michael!” One of the jocks yelled. “Come here!”
    He looked at me as if asking for