Pretty Kitty

10 Feb

Kitty blushed and fiddled with her necklace, seeming coquettish when really it was shyness that made her toy with her jewellery.

“It’s true,” Billy said, “you’re the purdiest girl I ever seen.”

Billy moved closer, and Kitty shuffled uncomfortably on the bench. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Billy. It would be a lie to say she didn’t. He was handsome and athletic. Popular too.

Kitty really wanted to Billy to kiss her but she was nervous; afraid that if he came any closer he’d notice the bulge in the lap of her dress or the stubble along her jaw.

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