... the faces and names And I’m scared of myself again Cause now it’s all the same the faces and the names So go walk out the door you don’t believe me no more And I’m scared of myself again
As the music played, they embraced and their lips met. The kiss lasted through the chorus, strong and intense. The music clicked off and Mark put the iPod away. They kissed again, this time harder. She pulled away for a second, breathing heavily.
“Mark, do you-“
“Yes, Shannon. I love you. There’s no place I’d rather be than right here, under the stars with you.”
She chuckled. “You cheese-ball.” They both laughed and kissed again. This time, their tongues met. This continued for a few minutes, and then Mark decided it was worth a try at copping a feel. His hand moved from her backside up to her left breast. She gave no protest as he fondled, squeezed as they kissed. He felt a familiar sensation in his groin as he became aroused. Shannon sensed this and began to rub his bulge.
Mark pulled away. “Shan? You sure about this?”
Shannon Darmen looked him straight in the eye and said, “Mark, you’re the only boy in this world that I would ever let take my virginity. I’m quite sure about it.”
“If you insist.&r...