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Necking?

Who necks anymore? I’m not even sure the phrase is still in use, but I was on a date last night and I’m pretty sure that’s what we did for a good 20-30 minutes. It was way too rated PG-13 to be called making out or fooling around. All the action was at the neck level and above.

Who does that anymore?

He’s a bit of an odd one. Sweet and strangely awkward. I’m not sure about him. When he lead me on a walk after dinner and then we ended up on a swingset(!?!) and we just kind of hung out and necked I didn’t really know what to make of it. I guess I could’ve taken the lead, but I’d rather wait and see where he’ll lead me.


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