November 27, 2006
He sat beside her in the car, nervous beyond control. They were both only sixteen, but his shyness had left him untouched while her presence and beauty had left her hungry for the taste of indulgence. He was afraid of her and she knew it, but she could not understand why he had been so difficult to get close to. She had thrown herself to his whims every chance he gave her, and he always responded with awkward withdrawal that left her feeling rejected and confused. Tonight she would not be rejected, and he would no longer possess his innocence.