Candace

Illustrations by Marcus, Grumblebee.com
Candace was flashy. She had long blond hair, expertly styled and she was almost big, but in all the right ways. She knew how to dress for her figure and she had a great smile.

My favorite feature of Candace's was that she came after me. She told Jeremy she liked me and before I could do anything about it she'd dropped a note in my locker.

"Hey cutie. I've seen you around. How about we hang out sometime. Love, Candace" She'd folded the letter and left a lipstick kiss on the outside. This was new territory for me and I was a little freaked out but also quite flattered.

Candace approached me after school. "Hey, did you get my note?"

"I did. Sounds great. Let's hangout." I waited to see what this strange and fascinating girl would do next.

"Alright. I guess you gotta grab your bus. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Uh, yeah. See ya then." and as I said it she stepped forward and kissed me. It was a nice kiss. She had on some kind of sweet lip gloss and I was stoked. I looked forward to the next day.

The next day came, at last, and the word around school was that I'd done pretty good. Candace was a catch. I was feeling right nice about the whole situation. I got another kiss after lunch. I got the feeling she'd have kissed me more but I pulled away after a peck, fearing the dreaded PDA.

She met me at my locker after school. It was well known that this was the time when kids could get away with a lip lock. For whatever reason teacher were never hanging around the quad when the three o'clock bell rang.

Candace stepped forward and closed her eyes. I pressed my lips to hers and she slid her tongue into my mouth. It felt like she had made a fat tongue and as he pushed it past my lips I felt nauseous. I backed off. She was ready for more. I tried to give he a peck, but the fat tongue was there waiting. Again I pulled away. She put her hand on my jaw to hold me still this time and she assaulted me with her fat tongue kissing one last time. I felt like I might get sick and I excused myself quickly. I dry heaved once on the way to the bus.

I didn't know why I reacted so strongly, but I knew I couldn't kiss her again. Unfortunately I was to cowardly to just tell her how I wanted to be kissed. I broke up with Candace the next day. Someone would teach her to kiss, someone one more deserving than me, and they'd get a great girlfriend out of it.

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