"just let me do it" he says as he unzips your zipper. your body freezes. his fingers make circles underneath your belly button. and then they move down. "wait" you say and grab his arm. "i don't know if i want to do this right now." you have never done anything like this before. and you don't want to now. but apparently last time you had a few too many drinks you said you wanted to. "Sarah," he says leaving kisses on your neck. painting your body red. in your sixteen years of life no one has ever said your name like that. you like the way it sounds. "come on, don't be a tease" he says nudging you and smiling like its a joke. but you don't take it as a joke. he starts kissing you again, his fingers trailing down to the place he wants to go. your anger is boiling but you sigh. you take a deep breath. you don't want to but you kiss him back and let him do it. three days later you wish you hadn't.