Dianna nodded, slipped out of his arms, and went into the kitchen. She got two cans of soda out of the fridge, opened them and handed one to Ricky. They went into the living room and drank their sodas, sitting in front of the TV, watching a re-run of "Gilligan's Island."
When he finished his soda, Ricky left. Dianna walked him to the door, and kissed him before he left. When they kissed, she again felt her body begin to respond once more.
"Why does it always have to be like that?" Dianna asked herself as she watched Ricky's car roar away. "Why do boys only want me for what they can get from me?"
She started making dinner. That was one of her chores. She was a good cook, too. "I know what will happen tonight," she thought as she got the food ready. "Ricky will be all over me, I'll give in, then I'll be lucky if he talks to me at school tomorrow." That was what happened when she dated Bert Page. Once she let him make love to her in the back seat of his car, he stopped calling. She didn't understand this "weakness" she seemed to have. All a boy had to do was touch her and her control over her body seemed to vanish. Once that happened, she would do anything they asked.
For some reason, she thought about Matt Williams. She had a date with him tomorrow. He seemed different from the other boys, quiet, shy, not brash and pushy. Most of the guys she knew thought Matt was a nerd, though, and he didn't play sports or anything, but he always treated her well.
"Actually," Dianna thought, "he's kind of cute. But he seems so serious most of the time." Maybe he wouldn't be like the others. Dianna found herself looking forward to her date with Matt; more, actually, than she did to the one with Ricky later that night. She finished setting the table and went into her room, trying to decide what to wear for her date.
