Page 589 of Rock Me All Night
Ophelia laughs. "She was barely twenty-five."
"You were a MILF," Ellie says. "I knew it."
"Was?" Ophelia teases her girlfriend. "Don't make me kick you to the couch. I have plans for tonight."
Pete turns bright red. Ophelia shakes her head at his sudden shyness.
She throws her hand over her mouth like she's whispering. "Peter and Tom never got over me talking about how I eat pussy."
Somehow, Pete turns even more red.
"Jess doesn't need to hear that," he says.
"Sweetheart, women love talking about cunnilingus. Or they should." She turns to me. "You have to demand what you want."
And now I'm bright red.
Ellie shakes her head. "Poor kids. She was probably worried about accidentally cursing in front of you."
"Curse all you want sweetheart. Especially the c-word. We have to take it back," she says.
"We do?"
"Mom! Jesus!" Pete gets high pitched. He's in full on embarrassed teenager mode.
They share a look.
Ophelia laughs. "Okay. I'll stop torturing you." She smiles at me. "Your frames are lovely."
"Thank you."
"Spider-Man had a blond girlfriend, didn't he Peter?" she asks.
"I don't know," he says.
"Sure you do."
He nods. "Gwen Stacey. But she gets murdered and he ends up with Mary Jane. She's a red head."
"But you don't know." Ophelia laughs.
Pete runs his hand through his hair. "Yeah. Course not."
Ophelia turns to me. "Do you like Spider-Man? I'm always trying to tell Peter that Spider-Man is one of the better superheroes. He lives with his grandparents, he's a photographer, and he really respects women."
Pete shakes his head. He turns to me with a smile. "I hear this every week."
I stare back at him, trying to picture him as Peter Parker/Spider-Man. I can't say that I know enough about comics to decide one way or another. I do like the mental image of him in a tight bodysuit.
And I like Ophelia already. She's a bad ass.
Ellie jumps in. "I'm doing a week on comic books in my 101 class this semester."
"What do you teach?" I ask.
"Sociology." She nudges Ophelia. "She teaches Anthropology. We're not supposed to date within the department."
Ophelia points to her hair. "And I'll have to dye over this before the semester starts."
