Knocked Out by My Nunga-Nungas (Confessions of Georgia Nicolson #3)

Jas said, "Well, what happened?"
And I said, "Well, it was beyond marvy. We talked and snogged and then he made me a sandwich and we snogged and then he played me a record and then we snogged."
"So it was like…"
"Yeah… a snogging fest."
"Sacré bleu!"
Jas looked like she was thinking which is a) unusual and b) scary.
I said, "But then this weird thing happened. He had his hands on my waist, standing behind me."
"Oo-er…"
"D-accord. Anyway, I turned round and he sort of leaped out of the way like two short leaping things."
"Was he dancing?"
"No… I think he was frightened of being knocked out by my nunga-nungas…"
Then we both laughed like loons on loon tablets (i.e. A LOT).

Chick-lit / Humor, Comédia / Jovem adulto / Literatura Estrangeira / Romance