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for me for a few.” The other guy nodded in return.
    First, Hannah went pee, and giggled so she could hear it echo off of the walls in the bathroom. When she emerged, the guy was leaning against the wall, waiting for her.
    “See, I was fast.”
    He smiled, “Have you been drinking?”
    Hannah laughed and held her finger to her lips, “Sshhh.”
    “C’mere.” He pulled her close and kissed her. His tongue tasted like cigarettes as it explored her mouth until the vodka tang disappeared.
    Hannah unbuttoned his pants and when he didn’t resist, she dropped to her knees and passed the entire length of his cock between her lips. She sucked…she sucked for a long time and he still didn’t cum. It was taking so long that she was getting bored and her mouth was going numb. Her mind wandered to Angela and if she’d still be waiting at the Pac Man machine, gobbling dots and running from ghosts, then her eyes focused on the guy’s curly brown pubic hair, but the image disgusted her, so she closed her eyes.
    Her pace slowed as her mouth tired and he told her to stand up. Hannah didn’t want to fuck the guy, but she knew that if she kept sucking, she was going to vomit. He didn’t tell her what to do; he simply turned her around, pushed her against the wall, and pulled her pants down to the middle of her thighs. Hannah was thankful he didn’t yank them down completely, or else her scars would show.
    In one smooth movement, he was inside of her. Sam was the only other person she’d slept with and this guy was much larger. Her body stiffened from the pain as he pushed further into her and she tried to move away, so he gathered both of her wrists into one hand and pinned them to the wall above her head. Each thrust hurt more than the last, and her body started to resist him, so he kicked her legs apart and pressed the full weight of his body against hers until the air was emptied from her lungs and he was fully inside of her.
    The room was spinning and Hannah felt like she was going to pass out. The orange painted block wall felt cold against her cheek and the sensation kept her tethered to consciousness. Finally, the guy leaned back and Hannah inhaled. He reached his free arm around and started rubbing her clit as he sucked on her neck. Both acts aroused Hannah and she began to enjoy the stranger fucking her. When he started pounding her hard, the coins and paper bills rained at her feet. At the end, he took his finger off of her clit, gathered her long hair into his hand and twisted it until he had control of her head. He forced her head around so he was kissing her when he came inside of her. Hannah’s eyes were open and she saw his hat had fallen off of his head. The light shined off of the bald spot on his crown. Angela was right, he is old.
    *
    It took Hannah nearly twenty minutes to find Angela. She was standing at the fountain, throwing her left over quarters into the water. The silver glistened as they floated to rest among the other coins on the bottom.
    “Sorry I took so long.”
    Angela looked up and down the length of Hannah’s body. “You fucked that guy, didn’t you?”
    “No,” Hannah laughed, “I didn’t.”
    “You don’t have to lie. And besides, I can smell him on you.”
    “Listen, I’m sorry— I”
    Angela cut her off, “Can we just walk to where your mom is meeting us? Maybe she’ll show up early.”
    “Okay.”
    The walk to the bench outside of the food court was the grueling sort of silence that filtered out the background chatter in the mall. When they exited the building, Hannah’s mother hadn’t arrived yet. The girls sat on the bench for ten minutes before Angela started to cry.
    “I’m sorry, Ang. I’m not very good at being a friend.”
    “Why do you do that fucked up stuff?”
    “I don’t know.” Hannah felt horrible…sober and horrible. She wanted to explain it all to Angela to make her understand it wasn’t her that she dumped. “I hate myself so much. It’s worse