"It'll be much cooler."I didn't know where my courage came from but it was too late to take it all back now. She stared at me then suddenly she smiled..."Yeah, why the fuck not," she said.With a quick look around, she unbuttoned the rest and took her top off."You won't tell anybody, will you?" she said looking anxious."No, of course not," I said.At first, she turned away so I couldn't see but after wetting her hair again she stood up and turned towards me."See," she said smiling weakly.True,. His thirst was insatiable, which was why he had gone out again that night -- to find a drink to quiet the screaming demons and to relieve the parched feeling that had assumed squatter's rights in his mouth.He had spent the night drinking at Murphy's Pub, and cringed at the sound of the "last-call" bell, both from disappointment, and from the tinny resonance which traveled down his spine like fingernails on a chalkboard. Upon returning home, he hoped that the passed time would somehow make her. " Why not?"The bell rang and I answered the question. "Cause his mom hates me." Your mom?" Shalon was clearly shocked."She doesn't hate you. But I'm, uh, staying at Ty's until we talk it out. Later, dude." He guided me into class leaving Shalon sputtering."Wait - you're staying at Ty's - like staying? Dude - lunch!"Mr. McKenna was waiting for us. "Ms. Brown, your homework from yesterday is due tomorrow, no excuses. Mr. Loving, I trust you have a note?" I've got pictures?" He handed Mr. McKenna. My feet were still locked around his waist, dead set on never allowing him to leave my embrace and at the same time aiding his movements towards me."Damn, you are tight," he muttered. "It feels so good." He kept on fucking me for a few moments, both of us building up emotions like a dam below a summer torrent."I’m about to come!" He shouted, but still kept on pounding me."Yes, come! Come! I want you to…" I was all out of breath, "…come inside me."That was all the permission he needed. With a.