The Harwell's owned the local drug store, and Mr. Harwell was a pharmacist. They had a genuine soda shop in the store that Mrs. Harwell ran, and it wa... one of our main hangouts, as it was for most of the teenagers in Cold Lake. The Harwells were also the only black family in Cold Lake. Funny, but with the memories I could muster from this life and the first one, I couldn't find a single instance where that mattered to anyone I knew.It was also an absolute incontrovertible truth that Celia. I debate most of the day about going to speak to Stacey about last night. I need to clear the air between us. I don’t want it getting awkward. Well more awkward.However, I don’t get the chance until after dinner. She was out with friends all day and couldn’t exactly bring it up at dinner in front of our mom.I wait till a little later and I knock on her door. She calls me in.“Can we talk?” I ask, slightly opening her door.“Yeah we can!”“Thanks” I shuffle into her room and sit on the chair by. I raised my arms and slid my hands over her shoulders, my fingertips brushing the loose strands of hair about her neck that had slipped from her hair tie, “No, not surrender... Détente?” I offered. “Detente... I like the sound of that” she whispered as the gap between our mouths reduced to nothing. Our lips met hesitantly at first, brushing across one another as I pulled the hair tie off letting her long hair fall down about our heads. Her breath was hot and deep as gradually our tongues met,. Naan oru poonai pol manager araiku sendren, appozhuthu antha araiyil yaarum ilamal irunthathu.Siru nodiyil naan ule sendrathum velaikaari ragasiyamaaga ulle vanthaal, appozhuthu naan pin puramaaga velaikaariyai irukamaaga kati pidithu suuthil sunniyai vaithu theithen. Avalin suuthu perithaaga irunthathu athu matum ilamal ivalin sexyaana mulaiyai kaiyil pidithu pisaiya aarambithen, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa athu menmaiyaaga irunthathu.Enal nambave mudiya vilai naan sexyaana velaikaari.