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what interested me. I was nervous because he was the oldest boy I had ever been with and yet he didn’t seem to care about my age. He told me he was going to get a B.A. in public administration, but he might go on to law school. When he asked me what my interests were, I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t want to sound young and stupid, so I said I was still thinking about it.
    “Smart,” he told me. “Don’t make a decision too fast. Explore. That’s the fun of being young, you know, discovery. If you don’t have fun now, when will you, I always say. What do you think?”
    I shrugged.
    “I guess,” I said.
    “You guess right,” he said.
    Charlotte Lily’s house was a large, two-story colonial-style home, all gated.
    “We can’t drink too much of Daddy’s booze,” she said before opening the door. “He measures the bottles.”
    “Just put in some water and he’ll never know the difference,” Wyatt suggested.
    Charlotte Lily laughed.
    “I’ve done that already,” she said.
    The house was as impressive inside as it was outside. She wanted us to stay in the living room-den area and immediately put on some music that came through speakers in every room. Then she and Birdy prepared drinks, measuring the vodka and gin carefully and replacing it with water.
    “It’s too bright in here,” Wyatt told Charlotte Lily. “Can’t you do something about that?”
    “Sure,” she said, and turned the lights down very low.
    “Dance?” Wyatt asked me when the music became slower. I looked over at Axel and Kathy Ann. They were already kissing. “C’mon, show me those Ohio moves,” Wyatt teased, getting up and pulling on my hand.
    “I don’t have any moves,” I said. He put his arm around my waist and tightened it so that I was practically attached to his hip. Then I felt his lips on my neck. I jerked back, but he held on firmly.
    “Easy,” he said. “We’re just getting to know each other.”
    “I know enough,” I said sharply.
    “What you need is a little more to drink. You’ve got to loosen up,” he advised, and handed me the drink that had been prepared for me. He tried to lift my hand to bring the glass to my mouth as if he was feeding a child.
    “No,” I said. “I don’t need it.”
    “You need it,” he retorted sharply.
    Axel and Kathy Ann got up and went into the den. Charlotte Lily had already taken Birdy out and up to her bedroom, I imagined. Everything was happening so fast.
    “C’mon,” Wyatt urged, “get with it.”
    He put his arm around me and sat me on the sofa, bringing his lips to my neck while he fumbled with the buttons of my blouse so he could slip his hand under it to cup my breast while he pressed his lips to mine and then put his weight against me, driving me back.
    “Now, that’s better,” he whispered, his breath reeking with the odor of his alcohol.
    His hands were like spider legs, going everywhere. He had my jeans undone with his right hand while his left went over my hip. In a matter of seconds, he would have me half naked, I realized, and panic set in. I wasn’t going to end up like Mother darling.
    “No,” I insisted, and pushed him so hard, he spun and fell to the floor.
    “Whaaa,” he cried.
    I leaped up, zipped my pants closed, and rushed to the front door.
    “Hey!” he called after me. “Where are you going?”
    I didn’t know where I was going, only out. Once on the street, I ran for half a block and then walked quickly to where we had gotten off the bus. Confused and lost, I realized I was sobbing. I clutched at the money Mother darling had given me and I hoped to see a taxicab. Maybe I had enough to get back to Cory’s apartment.
    The streets here looked empty, however, and I walked and walked for some time before I recognized the downtown area where we had been. Then I saw the side street we had taken to go to see Keefer Dawson. I strolled down it and saw the lights were still lit in the shop. Maybe he could give me directions on how to