Asking Permission

I have always asked first, before I did anything with a girl. And that always seemed to surprise them, because I don’t think anyone ever asked them before, if it was okay to kiss them, or touch them, and I know, now, why they were surprised. They’d always been, just, objects before and now they weren’t, they had a right to say yes or no, to give permission for the privilege of touching them, and some thought it was sweet, and some thought it was weird, and one girl cried, softly, because no one had ever….

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