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He felt her body pressed against his. She looked up at him with a crooked grin, “Oops…s…sorry `bout that.” She reached for her glass, but over...alanced again, this time nearly ending up in his lap. She shook her head slowly, trying to clear it, “Wow, I’m a little light headed all of a sudden. Could… could you hand me my coke?”Zack helped her sit back up, still leaning heavily against him, and handed her the glass, which she proceed to drain.“Thanks. Needed that,” she mumbled. When she reached. " Mom sighed audibly. "I suppose it'll be all right John. I take it youwon't be home for dinner again?" "Well Mom, there really wouldn't be any time to study if I waited to havedinner with you and Dad." "OK sweetheart. I hope you know what you're doing though," she saidsomewhat mysteriously. As I had the time, I took the long way round to Darla's that morning. Itwas a perfect spring day and I almost found myself looking forward to it.Apparently Darla had been keeping an eye out for me because. More

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