looked up at Chuck and then dropped my eyes. ‘And I did think about it and decided
you were the one I wanted… had wanted ever since that time you took me up the bell
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tower. The school Easter party. You know. But, Charles, if you’ve changed your
mind… I still don’t intend to let the sun set with me still a virgin. So will you
drive me to Richard’s house?’
Cruel? Not truly so. A few minutes later I delivered what I had promised. But men
are far more timid than we are; sometimes the only way you can get one to move is by
placing him in sharpest competition with another male. Even a tabby cat knows that.
(By ‘timid’ I do not mean ‘cowardly’. A man – what I think of as a man – can face
death calmly. But looking ridiculous… such as being surprised in copulation… can
distress him to his marrow.)
‘I haven’t changed my mind!’ Charles was most emphatic.
I gave him my sunniest smile and opened my arms to him. ‘Then come here and kiss me
like you mean it!’
He did, and we both caught fire again. (His backing and filling had cooled me.) At
that time I had never heard the word ‘orgasm’ – I am not sure it had been coined by
1897 – but I had done some private experimenting and I knew that it was possible for
something strongly resembling fireworks to happen inside me. By the end of that kiss
I felt myself getting close to that point.
I pulled my face away just far enough to murmur against his lips, ‘Dear Charles.
I’ll take off all my clothes… if you want me to.’
‘Huh? Jeepers, yes!’
‘All right. Do you want to undress me?’
He undressed me, or tried to, while I unfastened ail the snaps and buttons and ties
ahead of him. In a few moments I was bare as a frog and ready to burst into flame. I
happily struck a pose I had practised and let him look. He stared and caught his
breath; I felt a fine tingle deep inside me.
Then I closed in on him and started unfastening his buttons and things. He was shy
and I didn’t push it. But I did get him to take off his trousers and drawers. I put
them on top of mine on the box over the trap door, then sank down on the blankets.
‘Charles -‘
‘Coming!’
‘You have a safe?’
`A what?’
‘A Merry Widow.’
‘Oh. Gee, Mo, there isn’t any way I can buy them. I’m only sixteen. Pop Green is the
only one who sells them… and he won’t unless you’re either married or over
twenty-one.’ The poor dear looked quite woebegone.
I said quietly, ‘And we aren’t married, and don’t want to have to get married – not
the way Joe and Amelia had to – my mother would have a fit. But… Quit looking grim
and hand me my bag.’
He did so, and I got out the condom I had fetched.
‘There are advantages to being a doctor’s daughter, Chuck. I swiped this while I was
cleaning Father’s clinic. Let’s see how it fits.’ (I wanted to check something else.
Having become so acutely conscious of my own cleanliness I had become quite critical
of cleanliness in others. Some of my classmates, both sexes, could have used
Father’s advice and some hot soapy water.)
(I’m a decadent today. The best aspect of Boondock aside from its gender customs is
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its wonderful plumbing!)
Chuck looked clean and smelled clean – scrubbed as recently as I was, was my guess.
A whiff of male musk, but fresh. Even at that age I had learned the difference.
I felt happy and gay. How sweet of him to offer me such a well-kept toy! It was just
inches from my face. I suddenly ducked and planted a quick kiss on it.
‘Hey!’ Charles almost squealed.
‘Did I shock you, dear? It was just so pretty and sweet that I felt like kissing it.