I hit it and grabbed a beer. give me a shotgun, she grinned as she handed me the blunt. I carefully put the fire end in my mouth and leaned close to ...er. as I gently blew the smoke into her mouth she inhaled and moved close enough for her lips to touch mine. they were so soft and I had the sudden urge to taste more. damn you are such a big wuss, I kept thinking as I just sat there while she chattered on about our plans for the next day. why cant you just kiss her? she will either like it or. I was supposedto be revolted by the idea of it, but I wasn't. It was almost aconfirmation that I had succeeded in becoming enough of a girl thatanother boy wanted to kiss me! That's when I knew that Aaron was rightabout us being a couple. For him, he had not kissed a girl, merely aboy that looked like a girl, while I had kissed a boy. We went back inthe house, and I beat the socks off of him playing on my game computer.When he went home later that afternoon, mom and I were sitting in. "Wow!" I replied. "Named after your grandfather or something like that?" No, I was named after it, sort of. It's complicated." Fascinating," I said. "Where is Tokorau?" It's on the southern island of New Zealand," she said, "just off the eastern coast. It's a Maori village. I'm part Maori." And part... ?" I asked."American," she said. "My mother was American." Fascinating," I said again."She worked for a whale watching outfit in Kaikoura, a town on the coast." Whale watching?" I had never. Was this what Mother called lust? No one had ever touched me there, not even Jack. My sex was throbbing and getting wetter than ever before. I didn’t know where this desire came from. These past two years with Jack, alone in this beautiful but dangerous desert left me dry between my legs. We tried to make love, but either he couldn’t get it up or I was as dry as a bone. Now suddenly, I was dripping wet. Why?My gaze never left this wild woman.“I bring danger,” she said. “A rancher’s men are.