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Silverado, being pawed at like I’m wearing a meat suit in a lion’s den.
    I got to stop thinking about all of this, but the question is how do I stop thinking about this? I can still feel his hands hungrily grasping my hair and skimming my waist. I can smell him in my clothes. I don’t think my skin is even back to its proper pigmentation. I caught the time by chance and about fell out. Mr. Robertson should be here any minute. I need to get the feed finished.
    Relatively speaking, the rest of my shift was down right boring. I rushed home and swiftly went into my bedroom and gave myself a good, long hard look into the mirror. What was it about me that could have provoked him? My hair is, as ever faithfully a mess of blonde curls on my head. Nothing else, or anything about me screams ‘America’s Next Top Model.’ Why me? Why not Jenn? She’s got to be one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen in my life.
    With one last look, I grabbed some pajamas and made my way to take a shower. I was hoping my wandering mind would wash off and circle the drain, but I keep reliving every single Jason-filled moment.
    I must be translucent. I ran into Jenn in the hallway and she knew something was amiss.
    “Why are you grinning ear to ear Georgia?” Jenn asked.
    “I’m not grinning.” I state in protest.
    “Girl, you look like you’ve done won the lottery. C’mon now, what is it?” Jenn insisted with a large smile of her own.
    “Jason came into the store today.” I blushed.
    “And that’s why you’re smiling? A stupid boy walked into your store?”
    “Well, no…” I started, and I could feel the stupid tell-tale grin grow bigger on my face. “I was putting the chicken feed in his truck and he kissed me.” I blurted out.
    “Oh shut up! No wonder you’re lit up like the fourth of July.” She gushes. “Was it everything you thought it would be? Your first kiss?”
    “I’m still trying to process it.” I admitted.
    “Oh I am sure. Heck, I am surprised you didn’t hurt him. You didn’t… hurt him, did you?” She asked.
    “No, I didn’t.” I stated sullenly. Thinking about that really got me going. I’ve never been in a romantic type of situation before, or close intimate situation of this caliber and given my past I’m unsure of exactly how the nature-nurture and human instinct process worked in my overly processed mind. How could I have been so careless ?
    I am sure Jenn knew she tapped into something she should leave well enough alone, because she quietly retreated back to her room.
    I turned into my room and plopped myself on the bed and stared at the ceiling for what seemed like, I don’t know, forever maybe?
    A buzzing noise broke my concentration
    If it gets much hotter, I’m going to start going to school in Elmo and Spongebob boxers.
    Shane
    Just what I needed, comedic relief to the rescue of the ump degree! My thumbs make quick of the keypad.
    I don’t think anyone would appreciate that
    *G*
    I press send and giggle to myself. Quickly my phone buzzes again.
    Hey now! It’s my chicken legs, isn’t it?
    Shane
    I laughed to myself, cut the lights off and called it a night. That’s enough thinking for today.

Chapter 3
    The morning woke me gracefully, with the sun pouring into my room. My heart rate was mellowed, finally, after topping yesterday. I still feel the smile playing across my lips, which no longer look bee-stung. So far Wednesday is shaping up fairly nicely. I made my way to the bathroom and just on a whimsical note, I asked Jenn to put some makeup on me, give me a new look for the day.
    “Oh Georgy! I’d love too! Challenge accepted!”
    “Challenge? Is it that impossible?”
    “Don’t be silly, I’m just excited! Come! Sit!” Jenn pushes and she grabs me and pulls me into the bathroom. She doesn’t hesitate and goes straight to work, plucking, and pinching, sweeping, and brushing all over my face. Glops of foundation poured onto a sponge and swiped across my face felt