She is seventeen - not quite a girl,
He sees this

                     A pat on the ***

The not-quite-girl whirls back
"I'm not comfortable with that, "
He looks at her then,
And almost....scoffs
"What? It's just a ****."

Her spine stiffens—
She does not laugh.

And even before this -
                   
                      Hands on her waist
                      A hand, resting on her collarbone
                      Fingers tucked underneath
                      the collar of her shirt
                      She moves it away -
                      He moves it back
                      There are fingers on her       
                      sternum now,
                      nearly touching her breast

And then he touched her *******