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67 sex at the Mall First he told her to do it behind a mini-cruiser in the lot. It made her want one, so compact, almost invisible. You could weave in traffic, escape. next time near Claire’s Accessories behind the artificial tree. she half-watched girls in the piercing chair, decided she liked pink earrings with dangly hearts, how they swing. After school he wedged her in the corner by sees, rows of chocolates like babies in ruffles. Women in white handed out samples, each a surprise. Don’t use your hands, he said. Liberation to find she couldn’t imagine taste, velvet slide on the tongue, delight of dark scent. she watched kids unwrap little pieces from a shiny bag, discovered she didn’t feel a thing. ...

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