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him let’s stop wondering what it would be like and let’s start finding out!’ My mouth had suddenly went very dry, but I had to say something.
        “Ummm, Yes, I have thought about it. Many times actually, which isn’t like me at all. I have never really given it much thought, until I met you. And right back at’cha with the ‘have you seen you’ answer. But I’m…”
        Daniel placed his finger over my lips. “I know you’re not ready. Hannah, I will never make a move on you or try to talk you into it. I won’t even ask or beg.” I couldn’t help but laugh, I knew that he was trying to break up all the seriousness. “When you are ready, you will tell me. As far as I’m concerned, I’m gonna be right here for a long time, I can wait.”
        “I’m not saying I will be able to, but what if I decided to wait until I’m married?”
        “As long as it’s to me, I’d be fine with it. But I will draw the line at our wedding night, I’m afraid I will have to beg then.”
         He was about as close to perfect as anyone could get. “If it makes you feel any better, you make it really difficult for me to try and be a good girl.” I kissed him knowing what was on both of our minds. I felt a little naughty, I liked it. “We better get going.”
        Daniel grabbed the blanket and started to fold it. “Hey, next time we talk about this, can we go into detail… with lots more adjectives? Oh hey, maybe we could bring a pencil and paper and you could sketch out a scene for me.”
        I played along. “I am a pretty good artist.”
        “Is that a yes?”
        “Perv.”
        “Perv? I’ll show you a perv.” He chased me all the way to my car.
        I might not be anywhere near ready to have sex with Daniel, but I know that when I am it will be amazing because it will be with him.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
    Chapter 7
       
    “Ok, the next gas station I see, we are stopping. I’m about to bust to pee.” There was a faint ringing in my ears. I’m thinking positive that it’s just an aftereffect from the crystal shop, or the park. “There’s one, finally.” I pulled into the convenience store. “Are you coming?”
        “Nah, I’m good.”
        “Oh my gosh, do you have a five gallon bladder or something?”
        “I so love your sophisticated vocabulary.”
        “Ha-ha. Bite me.” I teased.
        “Please.”
        I only gave him a quick grin before getting out of the car and headed for the side of the building. I went into the double stall bathroom and picked the one that looked the cleanest. ’Never sit on a public toilet’ has been drilled into my head by my OCD mom ever since panties replaced my diapers. I chose the handicapped stall, I know I shouldn’t but it’s not like I plan on camping out in here. I was about to squat over the toilet when the bathroom door opened. Immediately my stall door jiggled.
        “Occupied.” It was always embarrassing to have to say that.
        The door continued to shake, to the point that the entire metal wall partition was moving.
        “Someone is in here.”
         By now I had forgotten that I needed to pee and already started pulling my pants backup. My eardrums felt like they would bleed from how high the pitch the ringing had gotten. With no where to go, I tried to get as far away from the door as possible. “Please go away and leave me alone.”
        I tried to get into her mind to see what was going on, only to be blocked.
        The stall door busted open. It was not a woman standing in front of me but a man. A tall, stocky man who looked to be in his fifties. I’ve heard my dad talk about how he could tell a patient has gone mad by their eyes. I never understood that until right now. This man’s eyes were wild, glossy and staring a hole right through me.
        He moved so fast that I never