I handed her her drink. “Thanks.” I gave her a look she knew pretty well. She smiled as she drank. “I mean thank you” and she drank again. “Your welcome” I said and emptied her bottle into her glass. “I do really like you.” She told me as I threw out the bottle and drank half of my own strong drink. I looked at her, stepped up to her, my tent not as big and obvious. I kissed her supple lips and pulled back to see her. So she could see me. “I really do like you too,” putting my hand to her soft cheek. “But my love, you are only 12…We, well mainly me, could get into some serious trouble! I could go to jail just for kissing you. Hell I gave you alcohol and kissed you. I could go to a real prison for a long long time for feeling the way I do for you, shoot!” “What? My parents let me have one or two wine coolers once in a while and,..and I wanted to, um I want to kiss you! I want to kiss you more! It was nice!” I had finished my drink and made another just as strong. Normally it would have been lighter. These were not normal times for us. She was looking at me intently. “It doesn’t matter it’s the law. Some people would think I’m a molester or, you know a, a perv after kids or something.” “A p********.” she said. “Yea one of those. And those people get killed or locked up for a very very long time! Or both.” She hopped down and took my hand, leading me outside to the back deck. They had two of those big, built for two lounge chairs and we got comfortable in the one farthest away from the house. After some quiet time she asked me, “So how do you…um how do you feel about me?” I gave it a moment of honest thought before I answered her without a word. I took her empty hand in mine and laced our fingers together. Then I kissed it. After a moment I said “I think that you are a mature, smart, funny and very attractive young lady not a kid. And I would like to get to know you even better than than I do now.” She smiled in the near darkness. “It may take some time for that.” Her small soft hand squoze mine strongly and she kissed my hand. “Okay.”
