"Did you ever see The Wild One?” She held out her palm. “Give me five, and ooze it on out.” I did, not slapping but rubbing our palms together real slow, the way they do in The Wild One. Gloria squealed happily. It's more fun that way and it gave me a chance to really feel her hand. It only occurs to me now that that was what she was really doing. I'm so slow sometimes.
"A Brando fan too, I see. ‘What are you rebelling against?’” Quoting the movie at me.
"What have you got?’” I answered.
“All right!” she said. ‘Skin me, pops. And this time…’”
"Ooze it on out,’” I said. We laughed and we did it again, touching palms and sliding away slowly. When you’ve got your own thing, something nobody knows about but you, the only thing better than that is finding someone else who can appreciate how cool it all is." (Chapter six)
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