Page 101 of Kiwi Sin
Outside could be so confusing.
“Yes.” Her hands were in her lap, her fingers twisting, and her cheeks were flaming. “Because I asked her about how … how you did it, because it seems like it’s … different, Outside. And she said that men, uh, men can have …”
“That they can have orgasms pretty easily, maybe,” I guessed.
“Youknowthat?”
She looked so shocked that I had to laugh. “It happens in your sleep,” I explained, “especially when you’re a kid. A teenager. And then, well …” Somehow, I was still grinning. Maybe because she’d surprised me, and touched me. How embarrassed must it have made her to ask about this? But she’d done it anyway, because she wanted us to have a good sex life, and not just for me. Because she burned, too. “I know masturbation’s a sin at Mount Zion,” I said. “It’s not a sin Outside, and I’ve been thinking about you, and … So, yeh, she’s right. It happens pretty easily. Trying to slow it down—that’s the main thing, for a bloke. That’s how it seems, anyway, but it’s also what I’ve read.”
“You’ve readarticles,”she said. Half-shocked and half-amused, like me. Well, and also more than half-aroused, if shewaslike me. That was too many halves, but … there you were.
“Yeh,” I said. “Because I want to be good at it, too. For you.” I held up the two sheets of paper. “I’ll read these, OK? And then—well, we’ll practice, I reckon. Practicing doesn’t sound too bad.”
She reached out a hand and tugged at the second batch of papers. “OK. That’s enough for one day, though. We shouldn’t …”
I held onto the paper. “You got this, though. You read it.”
“Yes, but it’s—”
“Oriana,” I said. “Let mesee.”
She had her hands over her face again, the same way she’d done when she was crying, but I wasn’t worrying this time. I was reading.
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“This is, uh, good,” I managed to say. “With the diagrams and all.” Should a few line drawings and some technical description make you hard as a rock? Well, if you’d been hard as a rock for about an hour, and you’d felt her bottom against you and had her breast under your hand and your tongue in her mouth, they did. “Can I keep this, too? And then we can … talk about them, or something?”
She still had her hands over her face, but was peeking out from between her fingers. I smiled at her—it wasn’t easy, because I wanted to try every one of those positions right now, not to mention that licking thing, because Ireallywanted to do that—and said, “It’s OK that you showed me. It’sgoodthat you showed me. How else am I going to learn?”
She moaned a little. “I feel so …”
“Dirty?” I asked. “Naughty?” Suddenly, I wanted to laugh. “Reckon I like you that way, because do you know how this makesmefeel?”
“No,” she said, but she took down her hands.
I smiled out of my whole heart, and into hers. “Lucky,” I said. “That’s how.” I kissed her one more time, because how could I help it, folded the paper into fourths, and then folded it once more, because letting Gray or Daisy see it probably wasn’t going to help our case any, and pushed the whole thing into my back pocket. “You start school again tomorrow,” I said.
“Yes,” she said, and didn’t look happy at all.
“But you’re eighteen in four months.”
“Also yes,” she said. “And I know I should care about what Daisy says, but …”
“But what we say matters more. What wewant.We’re not asking anybody to fund us, and we’re not hurting anybody. We want to live our lives, that’s all.” I stood up, because if I didn’t go now, we’d be sinning, but I stopped at the door and turned back. “Also, birth control.”
“Birth … control?” She opened her mouth, then shut it again, like she was afraid to have an opinion.
“Yeh,” I said. “We should talk about it.”
“Oh.”
I waited, but she didn’t say more, so I said, “I think babies should happen when the two people want them. But I don’t know what you want.”
“You mean you wouldn’t mind?” For once, she didn’t look embarrassed. She looked gobsmacked.
“Isn’t that for me, too?” I asked. “How often the kids come?”
“Oh.” She considered. “I never thought of it that way.”
