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â snuggled up next to him. She smelled of fags and some fruity cheap perfume and, he realised, a touch of body odour. Or maybe that was him. Ricky tried to surreptitiously sniff his own armpits, ducking his head towards the girl, who instead took it as a sign and moved in for the kill, planting her sticky lips on his.
His first kiss. It was kind of gooey, but not unpleasant, and he felt a stirring in his trousers that intensified when she guided his hand to one of her small breasts. Irritation forgotten he kissed her harder, using his tongue clumsily, and was only jerked back to reality by the nasal tones of the other girl, appearing from underneath Tylerâs jacket and wiping her mouth.
âOi, youâre the brother of that kid that got killed arenât you?â
Ricky felt his erection shrivel and he sat up, shrugging off Mindy or whatever and glaring at the other girl.
âYeah, so what?â He sounded more aggressive than he had meant to and the girl next to him shrank back, but her friend only laughed and turned to Tyler.
âTouchy isnât he?â
âLeave him alone, man.â Tylerâs voice was a contented drawl. He pushed the girl none too gently in Rickyâs direction. âGo and give him some of what you just gave me, thatâll chill him out.â
The girl made as if to comply, moving towards Ricky with what seemed to be a sly and yet also somewhat vacant look, and Ricky felt a momentâs panic at the thought of her lunging at him, but her friend shoved her back.
âHeâs with me; you always do this. Heâs not interested are you?â She fixed Ricky with a challenging stare.
He had had enough. He got up, passed the spliff back to Tyler and shrugged his coat on.
âYou goinâ?â
âYeah.â
Tyler shrugged. âMore for me then,â meaning, Ricky knew, the girls as much as the weed. He felt nauseous, looked around at the grimy room and suddenly wanted a shower. He walked off without saying goodbye to Mindy, making his way out onto the street and breathing in grateful gulps of cold air. As he started off towards home he heard heels clattering along behind him.
âWait!â
It was Mindy, hurrying up to him with a worried expression on her face.
âIâm okay,â he said, sharp enough that she stopped a few yards away looking deflated. âI just want to go home, all right? I'm not in the mood.â
âIs it true, what Shauna said?â
Ricky sighed, shuffling his feet and looking down at them, then back up at her.
âYeah.â
Taking his confession as a positive sign she stepped towards him, close enough so they were almost touching, looking up at him with an expression of hope. She was pretty, he thought, and would be more so if she didnât have that stupid stuff on her lips and fake eyelashes stuck awkwardly onto her eyes like deformed spiders with legs going every which way. She couldnât be any older than him.
âIâm not like her you know. I mean, I wouldnât have done that.â She waved a hand in the area of his groin.
âI know.â He thought about her moving his hand onto her tit, but decided not to mention it.
âIt must be hard.â She changed the subject abruptly, leaving him wondering at first what she meant and glancing down towards the very area he thought for a second she was referring to. Then she went on, âKnowing the killerâs been let out. I saw your mum in the paper. Pretty, isnât she?â
âI suppose.â He didnât want to talk about his mum, not now, and when the girl moved in for another kiss it was the memory of Lucyâs face as she had berated him about the shoplifting incident yesterday that caused him to pull away.
âItâs not you,â he said quickly when the girl looked crushed, âitâs just, I donât want to talk about that. Iâm sick of hearing about it all, to be
His first kiss. It was kind of gooey, but not unpleasant, and he felt a stirring in his trousers that intensified when she guided his hand to one of her small breasts. Irritation forgotten he kissed her harder, using his tongue clumsily, and was only jerked back to reality by the nasal tones of the other girl, appearing from underneath Tylerâs jacket and wiping her mouth.
âOi, youâre the brother of that kid that got killed arenât you?â
Ricky felt his erection shrivel and he sat up, shrugging off Mindy or whatever and glaring at the other girl.
âYeah, so what?â He sounded more aggressive than he had meant to and the girl next to him shrank back, but her friend only laughed and turned to Tyler.
âTouchy isnât he?â
âLeave him alone, man.â Tylerâs voice was a contented drawl. He pushed the girl none too gently in Rickyâs direction. âGo and give him some of what you just gave me, thatâll chill him out.â
The girl made as if to comply, moving towards Ricky with what seemed to be a sly and yet also somewhat vacant look, and Ricky felt a momentâs panic at the thought of her lunging at him, but her friend shoved her back.
âHeâs with me; you always do this. Heâs not interested are you?â She fixed Ricky with a challenging stare.
He had had enough. He got up, passed the spliff back to Tyler and shrugged his coat on.
âYou goinâ?â
âYeah.â
Tyler shrugged. âMore for me then,â meaning, Ricky knew, the girls as much as the weed. He felt nauseous, looked around at the grimy room and suddenly wanted a shower. He walked off without saying goodbye to Mindy, making his way out onto the street and breathing in grateful gulps of cold air. As he started off towards home he heard heels clattering along behind him.
âWait!â
It was Mindy, hurrying up to him with a worried expression on her face.
âIâm okay,â he said, sharp enough that she stopped a few yards away looking deflated. âI just want to go home, all right? I'm not in the mood.â
âIs it true, what Shauna said?â
Ricky sighed, shuffling his feet and looking down at them, then back up at her.
âYeah.â
Taking his confession as a positive sign she stepped towards him, close enough so they were almost touching, looking up at him with an expression of hope. She was pretty, he thought, and would be more so if she didnât have that stupid stuff on her lips and fake eyelashes stuck awkwardly onto her eyes like deformed spiders with legs going every which way. She couldnât be any older than him.
âIâm not like her you know. I mean, I wouldnât have done that.â She waved a hand in the area of his groin.
âI know.â He thought about her moving his hand onto her tit, but decided not to mention it.
âIt must be hard.â She changed the subject abruptly, leaving him wondering at first what she meant and glancing down towards the very area he thought for a second she was referring to. Then she went on, âKnowing the killerâs been let out. I saw your mum in the paper. Pretty, isnât she?â
âI suppose.â He didnât want to talk about his mum, not now, and when the girl moved in for another kiss it was the memory of Lucyâs face as she had berated him about the shoplifting incident yesterday that caused him to pull away.
âItâs not you,â he said quickly when the girl looked crushed, âitâs just, I donât want to talk about that. Iâm sick of hearing about it all, to be
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