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I laugh loudly. “No. Are you?”

“I think so.”

I shake my head. “Okay, why don’t you tell me a little about all of these things you want to try?”

She turns her face up toward me and smiles. “Every position.”

“Every single one? Like the whole Karma Sutra?”

She rolls her eyes. “We don’t have time for that – just like the regular ones.”

She thinks for a moment and says, “Shower sex. I want you to bend me over some piece of furniture too.”

Even though I just came, my dick twitches. I say, “Threesome? Orgy?”

She stops and thinks.

“I was joking.”

“Oh. Well, I’d consider it.”

“Sit on my face,” I say with a sly smile.

Her face reddens. “You’d want me to do that?”

“I’d fucking love for you to do that,” I say.

“Do you really like doing that?” she asks, looking genuinely unsure.

“What? Eating pussy?” I ask.

Her cheeks grow a deeper shade of red. “Yes. I mean it seems like you were enjoying it but...”

“But what? I love it.”

“Oh.”

“I dream about it.”

“Oh.”

“I’ve been wondering how you taste since we first kissed. If you hadn’t been you, I would have taken you back to my bedroom that night and found out.”

“If I hadn’t been me?” she says, a flicker of sadness in her eyes.

I give her a weak smile. “Yes. There was no way I was taking my best friend’s barely eighteen year old sister back to my room that night.”

She starts trailing her finger through my chest hair again. “Do you feel guilty about doing it now?”

I don’t hesitate. “No.”

“What changed?”

I brush a piece of hair back from her face. “Well, you aren’t eighteen anymore, and I felt bad for you.”

She blinks. “You did this out of pity.”

My eyes flash. “No. No. That came out wrong. You just had me thinking last night about what it means to live and how everyone should have the freedom to make their own choices...and that everyone should experience pleasure.”

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