First and Second Kisses
I've been invited to join the Miller family for a week on Martha's Vineyard. They have a little gray-shingled cottage rented among the grassy dunes, not far from Edgartown. Dr. Miller and Julie's mother are separated, so he isn't here, and Julie's brother is back home, he just turned sixteen, and he's working at a gas station, and having more fun there than he would here. It's just me and Julie, Julie's mother, and Julie's little sister Sarah. We spend the days at the beach, and go for ice cream in Edgartown after dinner. The rest of day vanishes wonderfully. Going to bed after spending the day body-surfing and feeling scrubbed by the seafloor is the best. Last night Julie came in to say goodnight and she sat on my bed and we kissed. She tasted like salt and Crest. This morning we took our beach towels and lay in the shade of the house, it was already hot, and we kissed again, and our bikinis offered no resistance.
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Written on 2015-01-10 at 11:27
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