Valla sighed as Tommy leaned against her. She rested against his chest, holding him.<br/><br/>"Maybe if you'd told me a few days ago, I would have been upset. Confused, at least," she said. "But the last few days have opened my eyes."<br/><br/>She held him tightly, their bodies crushed together. Valla could feel Tommy's manhood stirring between her legs, an excitement growing in her belly. It made Valla afraid; she'd never been with a boy before in that way, and her mother had always warned her against it. If you want to catch a man, she would say, denying them works better than giving into them. Valla always wondered if she spoke from regret for giving into her father, but she never got an answer on that.<br/><br/>Valla had played games with the boys in her village, and she had denied all of them, or at least the ones who had sought her. But she wondered now if the time for playing games was over.