Warming her young body

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Billy drove much too fast on the icy roads. Sueanne supposed that the frantic driving, skidding and slipping over the glassy shoulders of the road, was to impress her. "Boys do some dumb things to impress young girls," her daddy had told her, many times. She wished her daddy were here right now, behind the wheel of this old Chevy, driving it cautiously through the blizzard. She always felt safe with Daddy at the wheel.

Sueanne hung onto the edge of the dashboard as Billy took a turn, so quickly that the hind wheels of the car seemed to fly in the opposite direction, off the road entirely.

"Please, Billy," she begged again, "slow down. I want to get home in one piece."

Billy grinned across the dark seat at her. "You'll get home eventually," he promised. But she knew that she wouldn't be in one piece if Billy had his way. She knew that Billy's sole purpose in taking her to a football game fifteen miles from home and spending eleven dollars feeding them both afterward, was to impress her. His reason for the wild and crazy driving was to assure her of his bravery, his maleness. And that his goal for this evening was the thin membrane, her cherry, that had stayed for sixteen years untouched between her thighs.

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