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May 12, 2007
First Date

Hes driving me home and all I can think is hes going to kiss me, going to kiss me, oh god oh god oh god, hes going to kiss me when this car stops. I play with the radio, tug on my earrings, roll the window up and down. By the time he pulls into the driveway, Ive worked myself into such a state that before he can turn the ignition off I blurt out, Are you going to kiss me or what! His eyes widen and he shrinks from me, ever so slightly. Smooth, Cindy, really smooth.