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wet sound of flesh on flesh that signaled someone was making out under the
stands where they couldn’t be seen. It was a popular place to go and suck
face, especially for kids who couldn’t do that at home or didn’t want to do
that at home. It beat the cramped backseat of a car, at least so people said.
Arabella had never tried it. She was actually grossed out at the way most
people in the school were so open with their displays of affection. No, not
affection. They were teenagers. There wasn’t much affection in the
desperate groping, the hot for each other handling, or the possessive grasp
the guys placed on their girlfriends to show they were their property. The
whole thing grossed Arabella out. There wasn’t anything special in it.
Maybe she was doing it wrong, because she just didn’t get it. Disgust
soured her stomach when she thought about having to go all the way with
Joe. He’d been pushing her for it for months now. She was barely able to
put him off. Soon, he wasn’t going to be satisfied with sucking her face or
groping her breasts or the things she did to him with her hands. She’d used
the whole bad time of the month excuse far too many times and it was
starting to be not so believable.
Arabella tried to pretend she didn’t hear the soft, feminine moans coming
from the spot to her left. At least she thought it was coming from the spot to
her left, but the wind must have played tricks, because she turned right to
avoid getting any eyeful of things that were private, things she didn’t want
to see anyway, and all of a sudden, there they were. The bleachers gave way
at the tall point to reveal two shapes. Those soft moans weren’t coming
from one girl, Arabella realized, but from two.
Sarah Walker, classic nerd, straight A student. That was a big surprise in
itself, but the bigger surprise? The girl tangled up with her, twisted together
so vibrantly and recklessly that they weren’t even wearing jackets or
sweaters anymore, but were stripped down to their tank tops, was June
Erickson. She had her denim clad leg thrust between Sarah’s.
Shock rippled through Arabella, and she tried to walk quietly away so
