“How much?” I ask, and she shakes herself as if coming out of a dream.“How much?” she repeats my words. “Oh!” It takes her a moment to gat...er her wits enough to tell me how much I owe, and I pay her, with a decent tip.“My name’s Becky,” the brunette next to me yells at me to be heard over the music, “and you shouldn’t have had to pay full price for that. It’s ladies’ night.”“Lyden,” I reply, holding out my hand for her to shake. Her hand is tiny compared to mine, but her fingers are soft. Just. Those stairwells were notorious even when I went to school here. That was where Betty Jo Thompson supposedly got pregnant back then. She was a pretty hot cheerleader, too."Is that all you did? Kiss?" I asked."No..." Suddenly, the little girl voice was back again."What else?" I asked."Tommy put his hands..." she trailed off."Where?" Do I have to tell you?" she whined."Yes," I said, determination in my voice."He ... he put his hands on my boobies!" It came out in a rush."So, he put his hands on. More

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