Lady: My Life as a Bitch [antikvár]

one It was me and Wayne heading down Copson Street. Michelle and Dobby were there too, trailing behind. They were jealous, both of them. She fancied Wayne and Dobby fancied me, but it was me and Wayne, me and Wayne, me and Wayne all morning. He was leaning over and smiling, tickling me and touching me. I wasn't going to say no, was I.^ We'd been trying to lose them for the past hour, but we hadn't really got off with each other yet, so we couldn't just push off. I knew what was going on between us right from the first but I think it had just been occurring to him as we went along. We were outside Somerfield's and Michelle and Dobby had dropped back outside the baker's when he reached forward and tickled the palm of my hand. It sent little shivers up my arm. My hand closed around his and we gave one another a little squeeze, and that was it. We were holding hands. We turned and looked into each other's faces and I was just thrilled. You know? That moment. I just love that moment. I could do it over and over again until the end of my life. I mean, all right, he wasn't the first boy ever, or even the first boy that month. In fact, the way I was then he'd have been pretty lucky if he was the first one that week. But still - it just made me shine. There was the sunshine sparkling on the wet pavements. There were