She told me that I would not find it so exciting if it was happening to my body. I told her that she should be excited, she was doing something that I...could never do and I felt a little left out. She was creating life. Don't get me wrong, I knew and still know that it's no bowl of cherries. After all, life is not a bowl of cherries, right? Anyway, I was thinking along these lines as I left the restaurant. I really wasn't even paying much attention to anything going on around me. I knew that it. "Oh man. Did I have the nerve? What should I do? I stood there. He went and locked up the front door, came back to me and took my hand. The streetlights outside dimly lit us as he looked me in the eye and gently said "Come on. I know you want to." He led me to the back room. There was a table and chairs and small stove and a sofa.He closed the door and turned on the light. I felt so exposed. "Can we do it with the light off?" I asked him.He turned off the overhead light and a switched on a 30. This morning I decided to see where she was howling about she needed to go so I followed her. I just knew she had a boyfriend.’ ‘She does but she is safe here.’ ‘But I don’t want her to… Oh, you mean you. Sorry. My name is Felice by the way.’ ‘Hi, I’m Fred. I take it you two live close by.’ ‘Yes, two carports that way. Do you know the ladies that live between us?’ ‘No. I say hello to my next door neighbor and move her trash can into her carport when it is on the street but the one past her I. Once we had it spread out, I sat next to him andlet the sun hit my face. I felt his hand on my chin, turning my face,then his lips on mine. The shiver returned as he and I lay back on theblanket, our lips still united. I had fallen into this so easily thatI wondered about myself, but with Steven pressing his lips hardagainst mine, I accepted the fact that I liked it, a lot. Steve wantedmore of course, but I held him off and did not do anything I shouldnot have even though I was thinking about.