They were in the dressing room of the Abercrombie and Fitch. It was bliss. Johnathan and Beth had never felt so close. Their lips fit perfectly together. Their tounges played perfectly together. Their teeth fought for a lip to bite perfectly together.
“Oooh, Johnny” Beth whispered. Everytime he bit her lower lip, her heart began to race. It was going for the gold.
Beth saying his name only made Johnathan want to do more. So he did more. He grabbed her sweater, unzipped it, and slid down to her chest. He blew a hot breath, and her body tensed up.
Beth had realized that she was making out with the enemy.