Chapter 18

At least three times a week, after school the ‘gang’ got together. Usually we would go to the mall and sit in the food court. Occasionally, we would go somewhere else. But always, Mike would pull me aside and take me someplace out of view.

He’s kisses engulfed my senses and lifted me to the edge of my control. I would regain my senses and find his hands on my breasts or buttock. I remembered Doris’ warning and push him away each time but his hands were strong like Dad’s and I burned to feel them caressing me.

Mike seemed burning to touch me as well. He took every opportunity to slide his hands up my legs or arms, under my shirt or skirts. At each intrusion, I found it harder and harder to push him away and say that I was not ready. I knew that sex was dangerous and yet I could not bear to not allow him to touch me. I knew that one day soon, his passions and mine would grow uncontrollable and I would give in to his advances.