This is an example of writing, flash fiction, dialogue and a woman’s sexuality. Every woman remembers her first time.
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It was Friday night in the women’s dormitory. In one dorm room a young woman was on her back on her bed and a young man sat on the bed leaning over her. They had been kissing and both were slightly out of breath. The young woman’s blouse was open. She was not wearing a bra. Her breasts were fully exposed.
A noisy party was going on down the hall. Young women ran up and down the hall laughing and screaming. Alcohol was banned in the dorms but the ban was ineffective.
“How old are you?” the young man said.
“Why?”
“I don’t want to get kicked out of school. I don’t want to go to jail.”
“Who’s going to know?”
“I will,” he said.
She got up and got her wallet from her purse which was in a chair. She brought the wallet back and showed him her student ID. He looked at the ID, checking the picture and the age.
“Satisfied?” she said, putting the wallet on the side table next to the bed. She got back on her back on the bed, with her blouse still open and her breasts fully exposed.
He leaned over her again. This time he leaned down and began to kiss her breasts. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and arched her back.
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