Ow, ow, ow. How did that manage to make her feel guilty and hurt at the same time? There was nothing wrong with doing...whatever might happen after the dance... with her boyfriend, and until Katchoo said it, she hadn't even been thinking about that.

And now, of course, she couldn't think of anything but.

No, thanks, she was going to say, but it came out, "Could you get the top of my zipper? I can reach it by myself but it kind of takes turning into a pretzel."

Why did I say that? she thought, and the answer came back so fast that she wanted to yell at her brain IT WAS A RHETORICAL QUESTION, DAMMIT. Because I want her to touch me.