Page 41 of A Rogue to Forget

Felicity stood and went to the doorway. She pulled the sliding doors closed and then returned to sit. “What happens is, well at first you kiss. Then it becomes rather…well you know… passionate.”

When her friend paused, Hannah didn’t dare say anything, fearing Felicity would lose her nerve.

“His sex member becomes hardened, and he enters you. At first, it’s a bit uncomfortable. In truth, it hurt. As you continue moving, then it becomes better.” Felicity stopped. “That’s it.”

“It sounds awful.” Hannah bit her bottom lip. “I do not think I would like it at all.” She considered that whatever Henry did was much more enjoyable. It did not cause any pain whatsoever.

“It is not awful,” Felicity said. “There is movement. You join and move and eventually you fly.”

“Fly?”

“Float.”

“How do you do that?” Hannah asked, picturing a couple levitating over the bed.

“Not physically,” Felicity replied with a giggle. “Emotionally, mentally. Your body bursts into flames; it is most wonderful.”

At the mention of flames, Hannah understood. “Oh, I see. Interesting.”

“One day you will find out and we will laugh about this conversation.”

Hannah studied Felicity, who she loved more than life itself. “You are not very good at describing things.”

“You have a dreamy look about you. Did something happen? Is Henry the reason for this sudden wish to leave Glasgow?”

Hannah shook her head. “In part, yes. I do not wish to see him. It pains me to know he will marry another. Then there is the fact that my aunt has not responded. She could be very ill or worse. I want to find out.”