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“Meeting guys is easy. Or people. Depending on your preference.” Marcia cleared her throat. She also needed to stop being so damn uptight. Roll with the punches. Freely discuss her love life on the fly, even when sitting on a bench outside her former place of employment. “Do you have a preference?”

“Sexually? I don’t know.” Leigh tugged down her skirt. “I’m not experienced enough to be sure.”

“You need to experiment to discover what you like.” Very advice guru of you.

“Well, yeah, but I need to find someone to experiment with.”

Smothering a smile, Marcia cocked her head. Maybe Leigh didn’t know how to approach the subject. Maybe she only felt comfortable reading about it. If so, Marcia could offer her a conversational twig. “Have you considered sleeping with a woman?”

Chapter Eight

Leigh’s mouth dropped open. “Umm, what?”

“You heard me. Women. Have sex with one. Or more than one.” If Leigh had already experimented with girls, this conversation would validate her lifestyle choice. Perhaps Leigh was bi-curious. If so, Marcia would be helping her embrace her sexuality. “I experimented with women,” Marcia added, crossing her legs.

“You did?”

“In college. They helped me learn my own body. Another woman can show you exactly what feels good.” With effort she refrained from bringing up the title of Leigh’s book since she didn’t seem too eager to show it off. “Of course you can teach that to yourself but an extra couple of hands and a mouth never hurts.”

“They don’t?”

“Okay, enough with the parroting, kid. Men fumble about a lot. Women know how to get right to the goal. Have you explored yourself?”

“Kinda.” If Leigh got any redder, passersby would start asking questions. “I’ve tried.”

Marcia scooted closer. This was definitely a trial by fire for her in the advice business. “You’ve never masturbated?”

Leigh shot away from her, pressing against the other side of the bench as if Marcia had developed a communicable disease. “I have but haven’t been successful.”

“So you have problems with orgasm.” Marcia nodded. “That’s very common. A lot of women come easiest from oral sex, if they aren’t able to climax from their own fingers or with a toy. Have you tried oral?”

“With who? I’m single.”

Marcia frowned. “No possible friends with benefits?”

Leigh shook her head.

“Well, you could try to find one. Just someone you could be open with your body with. A casual thing’s fine. It doesn’t need to be anything heavy.”

“You’re telling me I should have random sex? Before I’m in a relationship?”

Marcia’s frown deepened. Wasn’t that how most people did it? She certainly had. Every time. “What do you want? Orgasms or lifetime fidelity?”

“Can’t I have both?”

“Not in this therapy session.”

Glimpsing Leigh’s stricken expression, Marcia sighed. “All right, maybe I’m moving too fast. I’ve been having sex since I was twelve. I don’t really remember what it was like being pure.”

“I didn’t say I was pure.”

“Muddy then.” Marcia shook her head. “Look, Leigh, I’m almost forty. How old are you again?”

“Twenty-three.”

Twenty-three and couldn’t come. Jesus, Mary and Joseph, what she’d give for that girl’s body and here Leigh didn’t even know how to use it properly.

Leigh inched a little closer on the bench. “You’ve really been doing it since you were twelve?”

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