Lilly ran around for hours trying to get ready for her date. She decided to wear her black Dittos and a fuzzy pink sweater. She loved her Dittos because they made her look smaller. She liked that. She curled her eyelashes, put on purple eyeliner that made her eyes look bluer, put on her Fresh Lash mascara and some lip gloss and contemplated her hair.
Her brown hair was long and very curly. Her hair had a mind of its own. She washed it earlier and put in up in a high pony tail and wrapped it around a huge roller. When her hair was dry she took it down, it was as straight as she could make it. She liked to have straight hair, like the surfer girls she went to school with. Parted down the middle and they could use their fingers on one hand and push the front hair back and it would fall back in their face. This could continue all day. Lilly thought that was cool. At some point she realized that it was truly a pain. She was stoked with the way her hair turned out. Hopefully, it would not be foggy that night. Otherwise, all that trouble would have been wasted and she would become Cinderella and her hair would return to curls.
Lilly had a lot of friends in the surfer girl group. They dressed in wrap around skirts and thongs, the shoe kind. At some point the skirts were declared "surfer skirts" by most of the other kids. Lilly had exactly two wrap skirts. One she actually made herself, which she loved.
The surfer girls were not actually surfers. They hung out at the beach and dated the surfer dudes. Lilly spent her summers at the beach too, but she never tanned like they did. And, she NEVER dated a surfer dude.
Lilly was drifting away from her old friends and was making new friends with the group who cut school and smoked pot. This was not good for her. And this is how she and JoAnn met Bob and Jim.
When Lilly started high school, she began cutting classes to hang out with her new friends. They crossed the street from the school and usually went to somebody's house that was nearby. One day they met Bob and Jim. Difference was that Bob and Jim were out of high school. Lilly discovered by accident, that the cut slips were sent home and arrived on Saturday. She made it her mission to get the mail every Saturday. Again, her parents didn't have a clue.
JoAnn met Lilly at the park again. They were both ready for their dates. They knew it could not be a late night. They talked about the touching thing, while waiting for Bob and Jim. JoAnn was not even nervous. Lilly was terrified.
Over the grass covered hill came Bob and Jim. They told the girls that they thought it would be an early night, so they got some Strawberry Hill and told the girls that they could just hang out at the park. Lilly was relieved. She knew there would not be any touching at the park.
Lilly was wrong. They sat in the night air drinking the wine. Laughing and talking. When the wine was gone and they were very buzzed, Bob suggested they go sit in the car and listen to the radio. Lilly froze. What? Why? Sit in the car? Her radar was going off. But, she went along. How could she not?
Bob and JoAnn got in the front seat again and Lilly and Jim got in the back. They started kissing. Lilly was pretty relaxed and enjoying herself, much to her surprise. Must have been the wine. Jim started to slip his hand under her sweater and Lilly jumped. She grabbed his hand and told Jim, NO. He told her that was all he was going to do. She again said, NO. They kept kissing and finally he did it. He put his hand under her sweater and she let him.
Lilly realized she liked the way it felt. The windows were all steamed up. That was good, nobody could see in. Lilly got a chill when she remembered the girls necking in the car when she was little and what her father had said. She became nervous and made Jim stop. She covered by saying that they should get home. All agreed.
This time Jim asked to see her again. At first Lilly was ecstatic. He said that he would like her to ditch school and come over to his apartment the next day. Lilly heard herself saying okay. They kissed one more time and Bob and Jim drove away.
To be continued......
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