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fucking god we were going to do that again if that’s what they felt like.
     
    Mitchell moved so that we ended up laying down facing each other.  He held me close and buried his head in my neck taking in my scent which could only be eau sweat du sex right now, but the sentiment was nice.  Or maybe he just liked the scent of himself on me.  Who knows?
     
    “Dana?”
     
    “Hmmmm”
     
    “How many guys have you been with before me?”
     
    Oh shit.  What kind of question was that for this moment? Right, lie, tell the truth, stretch the truth or embellish the truth.  It’s not that I was ashamed of having slept with three now four people by the age of sixteen.  I just didn’t want Mitchell to think I was some kind of free for all hoe because I wasn’t.  I have a fully justifiable explanation for all of them.  It’s just that he might not like the justification and anyone else may still conclude that I’m a slut.  I opted for the truth.
     
    “Four, including you.”
     
    “Oh.” Pause.  “I’m surprised.” Pause. “But I’m glad.  I felt a bit like I was taking your innocence.  Of course that notion evaporated when you flipped me on my back.”
     
    I laughed and so did he.  We laid on his bed for what felt like forever but was probably only thirty minutes before I realized it was past one am.
     
    “Mitchell, I need to get back home.  I’ve got work in the morning and I didn’t tell Ma that I would be staying out.”  I worked at the local post office on weekends in the shop part that acted like a corner shop.  It wasn’t a taxing job but it gave me enough money to give me the freedom to buy a few things that I wanted.  Mainly clothes, make-up and credit for my phone. 
     
    “Sure.  Let’s get ready.  But maybe sometimes you could stay here with me, maybe?”
     
    In that moment I don’t know why but he looked vulnerable so I crawled up to him and kissed him.  My kiss was a promise that there would be a time when we’d always share the same bed and no one would be leaving in the middle of the night.  He sighed and held my head to his looking deep into my eyes.
     
    We got dressed not talking but after each item of clothing Mitchell would either make sure he brushed my arm or kissed me on the cheek.  It was so sweet and I knew deep down that I had fallen for him and every action he did from now on only tightened the hold he had on my heart.

CHAPTER FOUR
    The months rolled by with Mitchell and before I knew it June was on us.  I’d been seeing Mitchell for nine months now.  I sometimes found it difficult juggling my relationship with him, my friendship with Saz and Mills, school work and work work.  Sometimes Saz and Mills would come over just to have a rant about me ditching them for Mitchell but we’d end up laughing within ten minutes once they’d caught me up on their antics, well…Saz’s antics that Mills had to watch.  I’d decided to go on the pill as Mitchell and I were having sex quite often.  Anytime we saw each other to be honest.  We’d had sex in every part of his house and christened his car several times over.
     
    It was a Thursday night and I was on the phone to Mills going over our Biology notes when the phone cut out.  Mills lived with her foster parents in what we called the middle of the shire where the hobbits dwell, so this was a regular occurrence.  My phone rang again and I answered straight away.
     
    “Hey”
     
    “Hey Dana” The sexy voice on the other end of the line purred.
     
    “Oh.  Mitchell it’s you.”  After my surprise of it being Mitchell talking to me the butterflies were back again.
     
    “Oh?”  His tone had dropped and I could tell he was not happy with my initial reaction to his call.  “You don’t sound happy that I’ve called.  I thought you’d be happy that I’d called seeing as I was missing your voice I thought you might have felt the same way.  Clearly it was a mistake.  I’ll talk to you some