I weakly resist. No, we shouldn’t do this. You are going to regret this in the morning. One thing Marie is, she is persistent. She slides her hands ...up under my shirt and pinches my left nipple, not quite hard enough to hurt. As my resistance crumbles, I know tomorrow is going to hurt me, I kiss her with as much passion and anger as I feel in the moment. Our bodies ignite like flames and we lose ourselves in each other for the duration of the kiss. Our energies, mingle charging the air around. We used to go down to the old bridge that was down by the lake and go inside. There she would sit on the ledge and I would stand between her legs. We would kiss and pet until we could no longer stand it. We would have to get up and move on. Neither of us really wanting to stop. These times were many and pleasing to both of us.It came to pass that my aunt and uncle were going out of town for the weekend and I was asked to mind their house. To my amazement, as I told her about it, she asked if. "She stopped and looked into my face. My only reaction was ofsurprise. I hadn't really thought about, she was a honey, a 14-year-old honey. She must have had a boyfriend, mustn't she?"See I want to kiss you, kiss properly, not just a quick peck on thelips, but I'm not sure I know how. I don't want to look silly. Idon't want you to think I'm just a baby..."She was still looking at me intently.Me, I was still in shockThe more I thought about it, the more I reckoned I had just thoughtshe would be. I relaxed and he got off my lap and now it was my turn to do the same which I dint wanted to do so I tried to excuse saying people are looking. He replied that he was a goldsmith from kolkatta and his shop was close by and we can go there and have fun. Reluctantly I said OK. We came out of park and he guided me to parking where his maruti van was parked. It was quite deserted parking as it was on a lonely road with no streetlight. He suddenly turned towards me and said “if you want we can have.