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A naked delivery girl tells her story.
St. Mary's school. I remembered how the girls always looked so tantalizingly delicious, so dangerous and forbidden in their plaid uniforms. I pictured Connie walking past the concrete shrines in the churchyard, her skirt a little too short. Maybe she wore the same skirt while giving blowjobs. Maybe if you snuck to some lonely place in the courtyard, and kissed her secretly, you could taste somebody's cum on her lips. Of course, I'd never know....Connie had graduated three years ago...but was she still the same?
It was only the middle of May; the nights were cool. When I picked Connie up she was wearing a fluffy wool jacket. Underneath she had on a tight sweater, where I could make out only the bulk of her breasts, but not the shape. Her hair was done up in a thick braid, which wrapped around the back of her head. She wore white canvas sneakers. Women always seemed to keep their sneakers bright and clean. A cute little touch was her white socks, ankle socks, with a ruffled pink border on the top. Cute, but slightly ridiculous.
She talked a lot, about things she thought were funny. That was a relief, I didn't have to worry about saying the wrong thing. You know, the way it is when you're trying to be clever, but it comes out all wrong...anyway, she smelled good. She smelled of laundry soap and ivory soap and cheap drugstore perfume. The scent was like lilacs, heavy, concentrated lilacs, not overpowering, but just enough to mingle with that weird natural cinnamon smell women give off sometimes. I liked it. The inside of the Pontiac smelled delicious for once.
The drive in movie was not very crowded because the season had only just begun. I had planned things out; I found a great location right on the edge of the parking area. We were alone in a sea of gravel.
"I love coming here," Connie said. "I love this place. I came all the time when I was a junior."
"What movies did you see?" I asked.
She seemed to think the question was very funny.
"Movies? How should I know?" She had kind of a deep laugh. In fact, her voice was deep, and slightly hoarse, which made for an interesting contrast with her angelic face.
"Well, didn't you come to watch movies?" I felt very clever, asking this.
"Maybe..." She laughed again. "Did YOU watch movies here?"
I put my arm around her, trying to get as close as I could to those tight, wrapped up breasts. Her hair smelled of coconut shampoo. She turned herself toward me so that I could feel the heat rising up out of her. Her breath was sweet...it smelled of melting sugar, coming from way inside. I felt a painful stirring between my legs.
Trying to be gentlemanly, I went to the snack bar to buy her snacks. She was a greedy little bitch: a box of Sno_caps, a hot dog with ketchup, french fries, a jumbo lemonade (she didn't drink Coke, strange girl.) and some bubble gum.
I kissed her while she ate. Kissing her with Sno-Caps was especially nice. The discs of dark chocolate melted between our mouths, and the little white sugar beads skated over our tongues. It was very sweet, and we ate the whole box that way, trading bittersweet chocolate juice and beads, letting our tongues get all tangled and messy.
In the middle of one long kiss she suddenly pulled back, plucking her lips from mine with a sharp sucking sound. Her eyes were glowing from the light from the screen.
"I bet I can kiss you like you never been kissed before." she said it with a hint of menace in her voice.
"You're not too smart are ya? You don't know much about girls!"
I was hungry for her sweet mouth again and pulled her toward me, but she twisted her head to the side and my lips fell against her warm neck.