Roll in the Hay
My friend Naomi and I were virtually inseparable once summer vacation started. We lived on a farm road and had no other neighbors for a mile or so. She had just turned 14 and I was 13. Most days, our parents worked in the fields and we entertained each other after chores were done at both houses. One day, while sitting in the hay loft of my barn, Naomi decided she wanted to be experienced at kissing by the time she started dating. "We should just practice on each other. Then, when Rob wants...