“I don’t want to get pregnant!” I shrieked.
“Aren’t you on anything?” he asked. “The pill or something?”
“No! I’m sixteen and a virgin!”
“Well, I’d say you’re still sixteen. But, you know. Technically.”
“I know,” I sobbed. “What have I done?”
Kyle frowned down at his penis. I watched as the purple thing began to shrink. Kyle was angry with me now.
