Page 129 of Voyeur

Temperance shook her head and asked, “You want to impress me, don’t you?”

“Yes, you’re important to Honor. I know I’m not going to meet the parents for a while because Honor is still working things out with them when it comes to me being a woman, but you’re the one person in her life that matters the most. I want to impress you, yeah, but I also want you to like me.”

“Our parents are weird,” Temperance stated. “They’ll either come around or they won’t, but Honor shouldn’t have to apologize for who she loves to those two. They talk more about The Wall Street Journal than they do about anything like love.”

“We’re working our way up to them,” Honor shared. “I don’t want to subject Silver to that right now.”

“Why not? Fuck Mom and Dad. You already don’t care about the stupid trust funds they set up for us with intense conditions, and they don’t pay any of your bills, so just introduce Silver to them, and if they react poorly, you get her out of there and never go back. Their loss.”

“I like your style,” Silver noted, laughing.

“Honor and I are basically polar opposites. I’m not sure how we came from the same parents. If we didn’t look alike, I’d say I was adopted. She was so much like Mom and Dad growing up. I wanted to break the rules, and Honor would somehow make more of them.”

“Hey!” Honor laughed.

“What? I kind of like that you’re a little more on team break-the-rules with me now.”

“What rules is she breaking?” Silver asked.

“Being gay. Being with you.” Temperance pointed at Silver before she took a drink of her beer. “That wasn’t a thing growing up. Our parents are about as WASPy as they come. We were supposed to marry good boys from the church and have their kids.”

“She’s right,” Honor added. “I think mine was supposed to be Nicholas.”

“Oh, I forgot about Nicholas.” Temperance laughed. “What happened with you two? I thought you were going out your freshman year at school. Mom told me you were all in love, but I never heard anything about him when you came home for Christmas break.”

“You really want to know?”

“Yeah, why not?”

“Because we slept together, and it was awful. He spent the whole time telling me about this thing he’d heard of from his Mormon friend called soaking. I was supposed to just lie there. He’d put the thing in, wouldn’t move it, and that was supposed to mean we hadn’t actually had sex and he was good with God.”

“What?” Temperance laughed.

Silver didn’t. She hated that Honor had been with boys who had no idea who to take care of her beautiful body.

“Yeah. And I told him, ‘Whatever,’ because I didn’t care about God or having sex with him. I did make him wrap it up, at least. He didn’t even move inside me. I swear, he just lay there on top of me, and, like, six seconds later, he came and asked me if it was good.”

“What did you say?” Temperance asked.

“I lied and told him it was good.” Honor shrugged a shoulder. “Then, like an hour later, he asked me to blow him, and I said no. It ended after that.”

“Hold on. It ended?”

“Yeah, I said no. He never offered to go down on me, and when I asked him to, because I thought I should at least pretend to be interested in him, he said no first. He said he didn’t think he’d like the taste of it, and then, like an hour later, was asking me to have his thing in my mouth. So, I broke it off.”

“Who are you? Seriously, you’ve literally never talked to me about this stuff before. I used to wonder if you were a virgin. Like, I literally thought you’d never even been with a guy at all when you told me you were gay; until I flat out asked you, and you told me stuff, but this is a whole new you.” Temperance turned to Silver then and asked, “What did you do to her? It’s like I have a real sister now. I don’t have to, like, be perfect or pretend to be perfect around her now because she’s always been the perfect older sister.”

“Temps…”

“What? It’s true. You’re like a real person.” She shook her head with a smile. “Not just because you’re talking to me about sex. You’re different, Honor. You have been for a while now. I’ve guessing, it’s partly because of Silver, here.”

“No, it’s all Honor,” Silver replied.

“I’m just happy,” Honor told her sister. “Silver makes me happy, yeah, but I feel like I can be myself now; with her.”

“Well, I’m glad,” Temperance said. “And I’m getting another beer. You two want anything?”

“You’re not crashing on my couch, Temps, so make sure you can drive home.”

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