I was walking home along Route 39 out by the chicken farms and I was pissed. Steve and I had been at the lake necking and I was more than good with a little kissy-face. What I wasn't good with was him suddenly whipping his thing out and pushing my head down on it. A quick punch to his balls ended his romantic evening plans. Furious, I grabbed my purse and stormed out of his car. And Steve
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