[JEMMA]

Chapter 34: Carly Looks Forward To Saturday Night

Friday night couldn't arrive fast enough as far as I was concerned. Saturday night couldn't arrive fast enough as far as Carly was concerned; she'd been invited to sleep over with Beth and Lynn.

Carly was tickled pink. She'd always liked the Troutman sisters, but they were just enough older that she'd never gotten really close. They had played dolls and stuff as little kids, but as they became teenagers ahead of her, they'd drifted apart. They did play softball together, but there wasn't much conversation at the games or practice. The school was so small that any girl old enough to swing a bat could be on the one and only team. The older girls mostly sat together. At games, the oldest or best players mostly played together unless it was a blow out.

When Beth had gotten Blaze a few years ago, then gotten heavily into horses, they'd really gone their own ways.

Carly was very shy to begin with. She'd have been welcome to hang out with Beth, but Carly joined 4H, enjoyed breeding rabbits, and liked to read. Now that she was barely 18, she was missing not have girl talks. There was so much going on inside her. Desperately Carly wished she could talk to another girl about private things, learn if other girls shared her worries and feelings.

She'd been feeling more and more lonely to boot. Her brother was a great guy, but he mostly spent time with Jimmy any more. She loved spending time with Larry, always felt happy when they were together, but he just hadn't made himself very available the past year.

There were only a couple boys in the county she'd even think about going out with, but because she was so shy, they barely noticed her. Carly had secretly become very interested in boys and her own body, but her parents never wanted to give her any useful information.

After the birds and bees crap, the only thing they ever had to say was "don't". Don't do anything until you're married! Certainly nothing meaningful about what people do WHEN they finally got married. The sad fact was Carly had learned more about sex from studying rabbits than from her folks or school. A few times she'd started to ask her brother about sex, but she couldn't picture herself discussing her maturing body and desires with him.

So Carly's head was swimming with thoughts and questions for Saturday night.