Blogger: TEEN HITCHHIKERS moved toward her, we kissed; long and slow, during which I retook my grip on her torn nightdress. Moira's small hands grabbed my wrists; her lips pulled back from mine and she smiled and shook her head "I don't want you to do that now Tommy"
I returned Moira's smile, whilst the words "damn, Damn! DAMN!" screamed through my mind: I'd blown my chance. "That's OK, I understand" I whispered
"Mmmm" was all the reply she gave before looking away. Moira sat upright before swinging her legs from beneath the covers to sit on the edge of the bed, brushing hard against me as she went; I tingled at the touch. Moira sat there quietly for several seconds, just gazing at the wall. Then she took a deep, rasping breath, stood upright and took three or four steps away from the bed; stopping, she turned back and faced me. "From the look in your eyes, I don't think you do actually" She smiled.
