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“We are not having this conversation” I haven’t been living here all that long—it’s way too soon to be having the humiliation talk about sex and ejaculation

I don’t even talk to the friends I’ve known since kindergarten about this shit, though maybe if I did, this conversation wouldn’t suck so bad Maybe it would be easier

The only sex talk I’ve ever had was , “Your mother wanted me to come in here and have the sex talk with you” He ran a hand through his hair, glancing around my room at all the debate,to worry about yet”

We were both horrified by that little speech, although it was a brief one

Jack, on the other hand? See to relish this new infor I’ve gleaned: he takes s out

Not very British of him, I must say

“The wheels are in motion, my friend, but the answer is simple: you need to wank off before you have a date It’ll er”

He sounds confident

“Wank off?”

“You know—beat the bishop”

That’s a term I haven’t heard

He goes on “Fire off soherkin”

“Stop I knohat you mean”

“Tug of ith the cyclops?” Jack smirks “That’s my favorite one”

I haven’t stopped blushing since he started talking Don’t getcrude—he sounds like a nor on about sex And

I’ to avoid the subject entirely

“So what did she say afterward?” Jack gets back to the subject, wanting more information

“I don’t knoashed up and didn’t talk to her afterward”

“You didn’t talk to her afterward?”

“No”

“Why not?”

“I wasn’t sure what to say”

He drags a hand down his face “Bloody hell That’s not good”

Hindsight is always twenty-twenty

“Did she finish?”

“Um I don’t think so”

“Mate—how do you not know if you made her come?”

I shrug, huuess”

“You guess?” His snort makes me feel a million times worse “Blimey, no wonder she tenses up e say your name”