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第15部分（第4页）

sound　of　a　snowplow　driving　by。　She　looked　up　to　watch　the　snow　falling　steadily　through　the

grimy　living　room　window。

？Hey。　You　want　to　try　it？？　Elise　asked。

Jenny　turned　back　to　the　book。　？What？？

？Kissing；？　Elise　answered　in　barely　a　whisper。

Your　feelings　are　genuine　and　not　to　be　ignored。

Yes；　but　Jenny　didn？t　really　have　any　feelings　for　Elise。　She　liked　her　and　everything　but　she

wasn？tattracted　to　her。　Still；　kissing　a　girl　sounded　exciting。　It　was　something　she？d　never　done

before；　and　if　it　felt　unfortable；　she　could　always　pretend　to　be　kissing　that　tall　blond　boy

she？d　spotted　in　Bendel？s。

She　closed　the　book　and　folded　her　hands　in　her　lap。　Her　face　was　only　inches　away　from

Elise？s。　？Okay；　let？s　do　it。？　It　was　just　an　experiment；　something　new　to　try　on　a　boring；　snowy

night。

Elise　leaned　forward　and　put　her　hand　on　Jenny？s　arm。　Then　she　closed　her　eyes　and　Jenny

closed　hers；　too。　Elise　pressed　her　lips　against　Jenny？s　tightly　clenched　mouth。　It　wasn？t　a　kiss

exactly？it　was　toodry　。　It　felt　more　like　a　nudge　or　something。

Elise　pulled　her　head　back　and　both　girls　opened　their　eyes。　？It　says　in　the　book　to　relax　and

enjoy　yourself；　especially　when　it？s　your　first　time。？

What；　had　she；　like；　memorized　the　book？

Jenny　pulled　her　curly　brown　hair　up　on　top　of　her　head　and　blew　a　big　breath　out　through　her

nose。　She　didn？t　know　what　she　was　so　nervous　about；　but　she　would　have　preferred　it　if　Elise　had

still　been　wearing　her　pants。　？Do　you　mind　putting　your　jeans　back　on？？　she　asked。　？I　think　I

could；　you　know；　relax　more　if　you　were　like；　dressed。？

Elise　hopped　up　and　scooted　into　her　jeans。　？There；　is　that　better？？　she　asked；　leaving　them

unbuttoned　as　she　sat　down　on　the　sofa　again。

？Okay。　Let？s　try　it　again；？　Jenny　replied；　revving　herself　up。　She　closed　her　eyes　and　slid　her

hands　under　Elise？s　hair　and　around　her　neck；　trying　to　be　less　of　a　prude　about　the　whole　thing。

After　all；　she　was　an　artist；　and　artists　did　all　sorts　of　crazy　things。

the　next　keats　meets　his　next　muse

After　the　Better　Than　Naked　fashion　show；　the　candles　lining　the　runway　were　removed　and　red

and　blue　strobe　lights　began　to　zoom　against　the　black　velvet　walls。　DJ　Sassy　broke　out　the　phat

French　house　beats；　and　the　Harrison　Street　Club　was　transformed　into　a　seventies　European　disco

full　of　half…naked　ninety…pound　models　drinking　Cristal　champagne　straight　out　of　the　bottle。

Dan　stood　alone　by　the　bar；　sipping　his　Red　Bull？and…who…knew…what…else　cocktail。　It　tasted

exactly　like　baby　aspirin　and　he　was　only　drinking　it　because　the　bartender　had　promised　him　it

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