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2nd Disclaimer: I do not in anyway speak French. Please do not punch me in the face for getting it wrong. Please do tell me if it is, and maybe suggest something different.
Journalist
As a journalist, Sam was prone to processing things like one. Objective, objective, objective, with a splash of fierce, correct opinion for color- that was her way.
She sometimes organized her thoughts as though she were writing for a paper. Even if it was the pervasive, hard hitting societal pressures she loved to focus on, once in a while she planned out some other columns. Obituaries for "Justice" whenever the world favored the pretty people, for "Intelligence" whenever she came into contact with Mary Cherry, classifieds for the assassination of Ms. Glass the day before a test.
Some days, over analyzation and satire were what saved her hormone cluttered mind from exploding. Some days, it was just something fun to do while Brooke was on the road with the Glamazons and gone for a few days.
For the past few days, she'd been doing special interest columns, Sei Shonagon style, in neat little lists, skimming off all the fluff for fast and easy public consumption (not that anyone else would ever read these).
Today, her topic was "kisses".
Pecks- innocent, pleasant, chaste demonstration of affection, used in public situations to say "hello" and "goodbye" when no one is watching. Best when accompanied by her smile.
Lingering- Also innocent, pleasant, and relatively chaste, but with promise for more. Best when we pull away, smile, I tuck her gorgeous hair behind her ear, and pull her back for more.
Passionate- Also called "open mouth" by the non-bourgeois masses. Between lingering and French. Best when not interrupted by parents.
French- Parlez vou France? Ma langue le parle. And so does yours. Best when she pushes me up against the wall after an argument, hands tangled in my hair, fire in her eyes. One of the most coveted techniques of the teenage psyche/playbook.
Neck- Mmmmmmmm... need I say more? Best when she comes up from behind sweeping my hair to the side and nuzzling before going in for the kill.
Ear - She goes crazy for these. Best when I tease for a little bit, then hit the right spot and she moans.
Sam flopped back on her bed, sighing and rereading her newest entry. 'God it's so mushy.' Her thoughts flickered back to a conversation in Psychology class about unfulfilled sexual needs exhibiting themselves subtly (or not so subtly) in everyday life.
'I hate when Brooke leaves for away games...'