a little sideways smirk and then planted his full pouty lips on me again. Only this time it was softer and sensual. He put his hands on my arms and ran them down the length of them. I immediately had goose bumps all over body. He grabbed my hands with his and squeezed them. It was very romantic. I wanted more. I wanted him inside of me. I wanted him to fuck me. I was ready for all of it.
Kit pulled away from me and then said, “It’s getting dark. I should get you home.”
I smiled at him. I knew that meant that we should go to my apartment and finish what we started here.
“Okay,” I said.
We hopped on the bike and drove back through the countryside back to my neighborhood. It was dark when we pulled up to my apartment. I hopped off the bike and waited for him to turn off the bike, but he didn’t.
“Aren’t you coming in? I asked.
“No, that’s not a good idea,” he said.
“But, I thought…”
“That I would fuck you? Mary, stick to your own kind. I’m nothing but trouble for you.”
Then he drove off. I stood there frozen with my mouth wide open. I don’t understand what had happened. I was upset and then I was angry. I stomped inside like a little girl and threw myself on my bed.
The next day in class I couldn’t stop thinking about Kit. I loved everything about him. I liked the way he moved with a walk that exuded confidence. I liked the way he talked, even when he was being arrogant it turned me on. Now, I had to deal with the fact that he thought I was I was a silly preppy girl. It was hard to concentrate in class. I attempted to take notes but the day was lost on me. I wanted to see him again. The fact that he told me to stay away only made me want him more. Every day that week I studied by the window just in case he decided to come again. He never did. I started to lose hope.
“You have to come tonight!” Lillian yelled at me from her bedroom.
“Oh I don’t really feel like it,” I yelled back. She was trying to convince me to go to a college party. I really had no interest in going. I already knew what it would be like and I knew it would be bored. Lillian stomped into the living room.
“Please tell me you’re still not thinking about that dirty boy,” she said rolling her eyes.
“He’s not dirty. He’s hot, and so what if I am?” I said to her in a flat tone.
“You know that can only lead to bad things. If you’re father knew he would not approve,” she said.
“Well he won’t know. I’m aloud to have some fun. I’ve been under his roof following his commands forever I’m tired of it. Besides I have not seen Kit in days. I not sure he will ever want to hang out again. He says I should stick to my own kind,” I said with a sigh.
“See! Even he knows it’s wrong. It’s good advice. Now come on! Let’s enjoy college. Come for a while and if you are not having fun then you can leave. Okay?”
“Fine, I’ll drive, but you will have to find your own way home because I’m positive I will leave early,” I said finally giving in. I could use some time away from my watch at the window.
“Yes!” Lillian jumped up and down.
I laughed at her and got dressed. An hour later we were at the party. It was the typical college party with lots of underage drinking and games like beer pong. I sat outside taking in the fresh air listening to Lillian and few other classmates talk about our professors. I didn’t drink at all. Normally I would because that is the only way these things are fun. But I knew why I wasn’t drinking. I was leaving early and I had a far drive ahead.
Later into the night Lillian was drunk and making out with some random guy. He was the basic sweater and khakis guy with the perfect hair cut. He was dull and boring to me.
I snuck away to my car. I drove out The Pipe. It was late and I felt nervous and scared about going this late. If Kit wasn’t there I could end