I heard the fountain and the wind chimes. In the distance Lisa yelled at someone to get the hell out and go home. What happened? One minute I was sitting on the iron bench in the garden, smelling a Peace rose, watching stars brighten in a darkening sky. The next minute I was in J.D.’s arms. He kissed me. His lips were soft but firm, and at first gentle. I melted into his embrace. Safe here. His tongue pushed into my mouth and a thrill of heat and desire shot through me and down between my legs. I pressed my hips against him and reached up behind his neck, my fingers in his hair. I had to have him. Please let me have him, just once. Just once let me feel like a normal girl with a normal boy, doing something normal and wonderful. Lies, all lies. There was nothing normal about it. I just wanted him to cover me with kisses, and touch me in places that would drive all the other feelings, the bad feelings, away. It was wonderful to fall apart in his arms. My left hand hurt, but both my hands were unclenched.
