Old-Fashioned Values
“Sally whispered. She had been just the tiniest impatient that Mark hadn’t advanced what she secretly called—only in the deepest recesses of her heart—her ‘sex lessons.’ Instead, the kissing, and the taking off of her top, and his gentle fingers and tongue on her breasts had taken on a sort of ritual quality, though on Wednesday he had told her to take off her bra, and, trembling, she had of course obeyed. She had wondered whether he was finally going to touch her down there, where the lessons seemed to leave her aching. Even to acknowledge that she ached down there made her blush, though.But why should she blush? Her parents had done everything they could to raise her and her younger brother and sister to be comfortable with their bodies. When the time had come for sex ed in health class, her mother had supplemented the curriculum with lengthy embarrassing talks. Maybe they had tried to make her too comfortable about sex, and instead of having it completely demystified, the way it see...med to be for Cassandra, sex for Sally had become more mysterious, as she pushed away from her parents.However it was, it had left her with the will to surrender herself to Mark.MoreLess
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