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us ice water, and then he went to the kitchen to put in our order.
    When the food came, someone turned on the grill. It was amazing to grill at our table. Trouble was an expert with the cooking tongs.
    "When did you learn to eat Korean food?"
    "Do you remember Anna Park?"
    "That Korean girl that you dated for a week?"
    "Yes. We did not last long, but she did give me a taste for Korean food."
    "To be fair, no girl lasted long with you." I did not like thinking about it. "Why am I different?"
    "You just are."
    I stuffed my face with meat. Trouble ate 3 times as much as I did, and he still ordered more.
    "I am tapping out. I cannot eat another bite."
    "That's okay. I can eat the rest."
    He did eat the rest. Our plates were completely clean by the time that someone came to the change out our grill. The waiter came back.
    "Is there anything else I can get for you?"
    “No, I think that we are done."
    Trouble handed him a hundred dollar bill. He and I got our stuff and went to leave.
    On the motorcycle ride back to my dorm, I could feel extra tension in his back. I knew what he did on normal dates. I did not know if I was ready for that.
    When we got there, he turned off his motorcycle. I felt apprehensive. Was this the night that I was going to lose my virginity?
    He took me to my door, and he looked uncomfortable.
    I looked up. ”Well, I guess that I should thank you for a good night."
    Instead of saying goodbye, his mouth crashed down on mine. Though I was initially shocked, I responded quickly. He explored my mouth with his expert tongue, and I felt pleasure that I have never felt before. I had never been kissed like this.
    When we were both gasping for air, he stopped. I panted, trying to get my breath back.
    "Bye."
    I watched him walk away from me. He went out the door, and a little while later I could hear his motorcycle. He drove it across the street.
    I had no idea what was going on with him. However, it was my first date. I knew that it was a very good one. I felt all happy and glowy inside. But I was also very confused. I knew that his normal modus operandi was nothing like the chaste, no-sex ending that we had just had.
    I looked in the mirror. I looked nothing like those perfect sorority girls, with their long blonde hair and blue eyes and their super-long legs up to their armpits. Maybe I just was too ugly and gross to attract a guy like him.
    I’d just had my first date, and it was a pity date. I sat on my bed, staring at the wall and trying not to cry. Crying never solved anything.
    Five minutes later, my phone rang. Trouble was calling me.
    "Yes? Did you forget something?" Like taking my virginity. Or maybe telling me that I’m ugly.
    "Do you want to go on another date tomorrow?"
    I felt myself soaring. Trouble rarely went on multiple dates with one woman, let alone on consecutive days.
    "Okay."
    "I will see you at 6 PM."

15

Coffee
    Laila
    I woke up when Andrea came back.
    "I wondered when you would be back. We have an 8 o'clock class, you know."
    "I know. That's why I'm back. Otherwise, I would be spending my day making sweet love to David."
    “Too much information."
    She stripped out of last night's dress, and she put on jeans and a crop top.
    "Let's go."
    We stopped at the Starbucks near our class before we went there. She needed it. I could see from the dark circles under her eyes that she had not slept last night.
    While we were waiting in a long line, I asked her, "How was it?"
    "It was wonderful." Andrea was bashful right now, playing with her hair.
    "Come on, I want details. If you give me details, I will tell you all about my date last night."
    "What? You had a date last night, too?"
    I raised my eyebrows, because I had juicy gossip for once.
    She tugged on my arm. "Spill."
    “You have to go first."
    “Okay, but then you have to tell me everything." She shook out her hair. “So, he picked me up, then we went to the Philharmonic, then I slept over at his place. Done. Now you."
    "Hold up." I shook