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That’s what came blurting out of my mouth. Not “I’m not sure I’m ready yet, David,” or “Are you talking about what I think you’re talking about, David, or do you really mean Parcheesi as in…Parcheesi?”
    No. None of those things. Instead, I just said my parents wouldn’t let me.
    Which was sort of a comforting thought, actually. Especially in that it was true, and all.
    â€œSure they will,” David said, in his usual unrufflable manner. “It’s Camp DAVID. You’ll be there with the PRESIDENT, and tons of Secret Service. Of course your parents will let you come. Besides, they trust you. Or at least they used to, before you did that to your hair.”
    â€œDavid. Don’t joke. This is…” My heart was beating kind of hard, and not just because of frisson. “This is a really big step.”
    â€œI know,” he said. “But we’ve been going out for more than a year. I think we’re ready. Don’t you?”
    Ready for what? A weekend sleepover at Camp David, complete with turkey and Parcheesi? Or sex?
    He had to be talking about sex. I mean, guys don’t ask you to go to Camp David with them just for pumpkin pie and board games, right?
    RIGHT?
    â€œI don’t know, David,” I said hesitantly. “I mean…I think…I think I’m going to have to think about this. This is happening awfully fast.”
    But was it? I mean, really? Considering recent events in the make-out department? Wasn’t “a weekend at Camp David” just the next natural step?
    â€œCome on,” David said, his hand creeping up my shirt. “Say yes.”
    No fair. He was using his extremely talented fingers to manipulate my emotions. Or, er, not my emotions so much as my, um, appendages (SAT word meaning “body parts”).
    â€œSay you’ll come,” he whispered.
    I would just like to say that it’s very hard to know what the right thing to say is when a guy has his hand up your bra.
    â€œI’ll come,” I heard myself whisper back.
    How do I get myself into these things?
    I mean, seriously.
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    Top ten places people commonly lose their virginity:
    Â Â 10.    Backseat of his car, like Diane Court in Say Anything (although, considering it was with Lloyd Dobler, this probably wasn’t so bad).
    Â Â Â Â 9.    Hotel after the prom. This is such a cliché. So many girls think there’s something romantic about losing it after the prom, apparently not realizing that the prom is just another thing the popular crowd invented to make the people in the non-popular crowd feel bad for not getting invited.
    Â Â Â Â 8.    Your parents’ bed while they’re away for the weekend. Ew. EW. It’s your parents’ bed, the place where you (possibly) were conceived. GROSS.
    Â Â Â Â 7.    HIS parents’ bed while they’re away for the weekend . And it won’t be at all embarrassing if his mother happens to find your Hello Kitty underwear at the bottom of her sheets.
    Â Â Â Â 6.    In a tent at summer camp. Hello. It’s a tent. EVERYONE CAN HEAR YOU.
    Â Â Â Â 5.    On a beach . Sand. It gets everywhere.
    Â Â Â Â 4.    Anywhere out of doors at all . One word: Bugs.
    Â Â Â Â 3.    His room . Um, okay, have you ever happened to catch a whiff of his socks? His whole room smells like that. Seriously. Even if he happens to live in the White House. And he can’t tell . He really can’t. It’s like his nostrils have gotten accustomed to it, the way yours have gotten accustomed to the smell of your own deodorant.
    Â Â Â Â 2.    Your room . Oh, really? You’re going to Do It in front of Raggedy Ann and Mr. Snuffles? I think not.

    And the number-one place people commonly lose their virginity:
    Â Â Â Â 1.    Camp