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traced the opening of her shirt. “I like this Farrah just fine.” 
       “Go.” She pushed him back. “This won’t take long.”
       She emerged from her bedroom wearing her red tank top and denim mini. Her wet hair clung to her body.
       Ted turned from the window. “There’s my girl.” He pulled her close to him and wrapped her in his arms. He lifted her chin and kissed her lips. “Hmmm. Didn’t you say we have the entire house to ourselves?”
       He looked at her like a hungry dog does at a hambone. She felt violated. “Yes, but--”
       He kissed her again. “I’ve been dreaming about this for a long time.”
       She pushed him away. “What’s gotten into you?”
       “Remember the promise you made to me on Prom Night? You said we’d be together after graduation.” He pressed his body against hers.
       She felt him growing.
       “I think I’ve been more than patient.” He lowered her tank top strap and kissed her bare shoulder. “This life agrees with you. Your tan has never looked better.”
       Farrah became dizzy as Ted covered her mouth with his. She wasn’t sure if the chemistry between them was making her feel this way, or if it was merely her need for oxygen. She put her arms around his neck to steady herself.
       He carried her into her bedroom. “I’ll be gentle.” He lay her down and removed his shirt.
       Farrah stared at Ted’s half-naked athletic body. Her throat dried and her heart skipped a beat.
       The admiration was short-lived when she felt his hand slide up the inside of  her thigh. She slapped his hand away.
       He raised her top and started kissing her abdomen. “There’s nothing to fear.” 
       “I’m not scared.” Farrah put her shirt back down and sat up on the bed. “I just can’t.” 
       Ted put her hand against his bare chest. “Feel that? I gave to you along time ago.”
       “I know, and I’m sorry.” She looked away from him. “This just isn’t a good time.”
       “What’s wrong, don’t you love me anymore?”
       “Yes, but--”
       “We’re not kids anymore, Farrah. A few kisses and a little touch isn’t good enough. We love each other. We should express those feelings.” He unhooked her bra and grabbed one of her breasts. “They’re perfect.”
       His grip was strong. Her nipples throbbed as they hardened. This was new experience, and it wasn’t one she was sure she liked. “Ted--”
       “Shhh.” He leaned forward and traced her ear with his tongue. “I promise, nothing is going to change except for the better.”             
       She put her hands on his bare shoulders. 
       Bang, bang, bang!
       Farrah pushed Ted off her. “Did you hear that?” 
       He slipped his hand under her skirt. “Ignore it, they’ll go away.”
       She slapped his face when she felt his fingertips try to enter her.
       “Would you quit bein’ so uptight?” He rubbed the side of his face where she hit him.  “What’s the big deal? It’s just sex.”
       She couldn’t believe her ears. “If you think it’s just sex, then you really don’t know me at all.”
       “Okay. I’m sorry.” He rubbed her bare foot. “Your first time should be special.”
       She relaxed until the banging on the door started again. 
       “Please let us in.” A man pleaded from outside. “My wife’s in labor, and the bridge is washed out.” 
       “I can’t ignore that.” She straightened her clothes and grabbed one of her dad’s rifles from the gun cabinet, as she headed for the door.
       Ted stared at her. “Do you know how to use that thing?” 
       “Yeah.” She wondered of she was the only person in Morgansville who knew how to handle a gun. “Stay out of sight until I find out what’s going on.” She flung open the heavy, wooden door.
       A tired looking man was standing on her front porch holding his wife who doubled over in pain. He was extremely