I held to her, she was trembling, as I held her to me. She lay like that a long while. I could hear her breathing. She did not move. Was she all right? Now it was over. I knew what she could be thinking. The worry. The concern. The thinking part, rising.

She lifted her head from me finally, and turned the light off, settling into the bed, she whispered to me. "We did it."

"Yes."

"Oh my god. We fucked." She hugged me again, and pulled away holding her hand over the bush of her puss. We looked down at our naked bodies. She laughed, saying again "Oh my...