`` my god '' was all he said before she felt the wet tip of his tongue upon her , one slow stroke that sent a pulse of heat shooting straight through her . my boy pushed his way through the crowd and out of the room , into a poorly lit corridor with a buzzing electric bulb . she 'd meet with her uncle , and then she 'd party until the sun came up . i turned my head and took a quick glimpse at her but was too afraid to say anything . 