—Are you a virgin? — she suddenly asked, touching my face. “No, what about you?” - I drawled in a more measured tone. Christina grinned and hovered over me again. “You’re lying,” she drawled. “You’re a virgin,” she grabbed my thigh as if she was trying to squeeze the answer she needed out of me. I muttered something inarticulate. “I bet you’ve never even been kissed,” she whispered, moving closer to my lips, in a hoarse voice. “Kiss me,” she added quietly, without breaking deep eye contact.

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