Annie on My Mind by Nancy Garden

Liza never knew that falling in love could be so wonderful . . . and so confusing.''Liza,' Mom said, looking into my eyes, 'I want you to tell me the truth, not because I want to pry, but because I have to know. This could get very unpleasant . . . Now--have you and Annie--done any more than the usual experimenting . . . ''No, Mom,' I said, trying to look back at her calmly. I'm not proud of it, I make no excuses--I lied to her.'