6. You don't form in the wet sand

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WARNING! There's a sex scene and I'm not regretting it :D

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I took dad's keys without even asking him for permission. He was still asleep and I needed to see Clara.

I wasn't wearing my beanie and picked straight jeans and a hoodie. It was unusual for me but I wanted to look different, I wanted to be handsome. It was the first time in my life I was going for a date. I didn't know how to act.

She was already waiting for me outside Flea's house.

- Hey, jump in!

She sat in the passengers seat and took my hand. I looked deep into her eyes and we started to make out.

- You look so hot Josh.

- Thank you, I love your dress.

She was wearing a tight red dress with Doc Martens and a velvet choker. Her style was amazing.

- Where do you wanna go?

I asked.

- Starbucks? I need some coffee.

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- Gosh, you already drank your latte? You must have been really thirsty.

- Yeah, I'm a little hangovered.

- What did you say? Hey, Clara, you're 17.

- I know but after the party dad offered me a beer and we talked about us.

- Us? Oh God, what did he tell you?

- That he loves you and he's really happy for us. Josh, I know it's only been a day but are we a thing yet?

- Well, I think I should ask you first. Clara Balzary, would you like to be my girlfriend?

- Of course! I love you so much. Let's get out of here, I want to be alone with you.

I paid for our coffees and we got into my car.

- Where do you wanna go?

- To the beach. I love laying on the wet sand.

- No way, LA is so big, can't you think of any other place?

- And what is wrong with the ocean?

- I hate going to the beach, I hate showing off my body, ok?

- And would you do that for a kiss? I would love to see your bare chest.

- Just one kiss? No way.

- It will be something special then. Trust me, it will be worth it baby.

- If you say so...

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- Take your shirt off, I want to cuddle into your chest.

I hesitated but I finally did what she wanted me to.

- What were you ashamed of?

Clara was tracing my chest with her fingers. It felt so good. Nobody ever touched me like this before.

- Now it's your turn to take something off.

She giggled and began to unzip her dress.

Wow. Her body was flawless. She was laying there just in her lacy underwear, moving her hand up and down my arm.

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