Chapter Ten: Girl Talk

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Ophelia:

On Saturday, Mom, Aunt Vicky, Aunt Ali, Sienna and I go to the spa and get mani-pedis and facials to celebrate Aunt Vicky's 49th birthday.

Mom got a groupon or something that made it less expensive, but of course I didn't tell Aunt Vicky that.

We sit in a row with our face masks on as they do our nails. Sienna is on one side of me and Aunt Victoria is on the other.

"So, Fee," Sienna begins, voice low like she's ready for the gossip, "Girl talk time. How big is Luke's dick?"

Aunt Vicky apparently hears her because her bewitching, amused laughter fills my ears. "I love girl talk," she says cheerfully. "I don't have any daughters of my own, you know. You two are gonna have to keep me feeling young by sharing some secrets. It is my birthday after all..."

"Sienna, you're even worse than Celine," I say, blushing. "Number one, I definitely do not know the answer to that question, and number two, I definitely wouldn't tell you if I did."

Sienna laughs, unbothered. "You mean you haven't... touched it? Seen it?" She whispers tauntingly, "Blown it, maybe?"

I'm so glad we have cucumbers over our eyes and creamy green paste all smeared on our faces because I don't want anyone to see how hard I'm blushing right now. "No, Sienna... Stop it."

"It's fun," she chuckles. "You should try it."

Oh my God.

It's a good thing Aunt Ali is sitting on the opposite side of the line from us, talking to my mom who's sitting on the other side of Aunt Vic.

"Sienna, I'm gonna pretend you never said that because I know for a fact you're fooling around with Darcy and that's just so... ick..."

"You're sixteen, right? I was sixteen my first time."

And I am also pretty sure that it was Darcy who... uh... deflowered her. Again, not something I'm gonna say aloud.

Aunt Vicky chuckles. "Sienna, leave her alone, babe. These things happen at their own pace." She pauses before turning in my direction (I think? I hear her shifting and her voice sounds closer...) and whispering, "Although, if I'm being honest, I was also sixteen."

"We're not... not yet. We like, just got to second base anyways."

"Aw, you guys are so... innocent," Sienna exclaims. "I'm surprised Luke is being so patient."

Does she mean that she thinks Luke wants... more?

"He hasn't... we... uh..." I reach for my iced tea and carefully guide the straw to my mouth. The manicurist is doing my toes and I'm trying to not pay attention to how much it tickles as she washes and massages my feet.

"Alright, my dear, I'm rescuing you from this conversation," Aunt Vicky says, dry laughter in her voice. "You can update us with more developments down the line." I feel her soft, smooth hand reach out to give my arm a pat. "Don't let Miss Blowjobs-Are-Fun pressure you, sweatpea. Everyone is so different about these things and that's completely okay." She chuckles before adding, "Although they are lots of fun, aren't they, Sienna?"

"Too much information, Aunt Vicky," Sienna giggles. "Although from some of the stories I've heard about Uncle Dylan over the years..."

"Smart women learn not to kiss and tell, Sienna. That's my wise-old-woman advice for you. Sounds like Ophelia's already got the hang of it." Her voice is warm and friendly and playful but it doesn't change the fact that talking with Luke's pretty-much Mom about how far we've gone... sexually... is kinda weird. Even if Aunt Vicky is definitely the coolest and youngest out of all the parents.

I also feel like she'd have lots of good advice about relationships and, you know... sex stuff.

Not that I'm really interested in sex stuff right now.

Right?

"Oh, Fee, honey, did Luke tell you?" Aunt Vicky says, "About how Sienna's Uncle Kevin told him about an open job opportunity at their meeting yesterday?"

"Yeah, he was telling me about it last night." Luke and I went out for dinner together yesterday, for Chinese food. He was pretty excited about the job offer. Something... construction-y with one of Aunty Ali's brother's engineer friends. Apparently, he'll get a lot of experience in the field. He said that Luke is perfect for the job because he's athletic and there's some manual labour involved. "Sounds super cool. He's excited about it."

"Plus, I'm sure he'll look very handsome is his hard-hat and work uniform," Aunt Vic teases.

I can't help but giggle. "He looks handsome no matter what."

He was on the swim team and basketball team in high-school. Even when he's all wet or sweaty he's still very... hot. The thought makes me blush. For some reason imagining him all sweaty isn't as gross as I would think it should be.

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Okay, so... all that talk today at the spa made me a little... curious.

I spend a lot of time that afternoon googling things that I've never really learned about before. One search kept leading to another. I visited like, a gazillion websites with lots of... interesting information. Planned Parenthood had tons of info, and then there was Cosmopolitan, and Healthline.

It's all very... scandalous. It makes me warm reading some of this stuff. I come across words like pre-cum and g-spot and female ejaculation. I open the Wikipedia page for pre-cum and there is an actual picture of a penis with this clear-liquid at the tip of it and I immediately turn my eyes away and close the page but the damage is already done.

It looked kinda... ugly.

Do all penises look so ugly?

I wonder if Luke's would.

Somehow I think that I would like the way his looks. Or at least, I really hope so.

There was also all this stuff about shaving and waxing. Do I have to get rid of the hair down there when I start having sex? Is it better? Do boys like it more that way?

Who do I ask about this stuff? Ugh.

And then just when I think I'm gonna call it a day, there is one other thing I'm definitely curious about, but I'm kinda ashamed to google it because it just feels so... dirty. But I mean, one day this information will come in handy and I want to know what I'm doing when the time comes, so....

How to give a good blowjob

Cosmopolitan has a page all about it that even includes some cartoon diagrams. My face feels so warm as I read through the step by step info...

Who knew you were supposed to touch the... uh... balls too? I always thought that was painful for them. You know, like when guys get hit there or something and crumple over in pain.

And then, what would the semen taste like? Would it be kinda griny? Salty? How much of it comes out? Actually, the internet says 2 to 5 mL, which is like, less than a teaspoon, which doesn't seem like very much at all.

And then it talks about what you can do with the stuff when it's about to come out... apparently it's supposed to be really hot for guys if you swallow it, but also they like it when it gets all over your breasts...

Oh my god.

That's enough for today, I think.

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It seems like lately, all everyone is talking about is sex.

Everywhere, I keep hearing things that make me feel uncomfortable but also intrigued. After my soccer game on Sunday, a group of girls in the locker room are talking about a party they went to a little while ago where so-and-so hooked up and so-and-so sucked so-and-so off and "oh my gosh, Josh gave me head for the first time last night and it was incredible" and like, do I really need to hear the details of people's sex lives?

During the winter, I play indoor soccer with one of the more competitive community leagues. I like indoor better than outdoor, actually, because you get to use the boards and it makes it more interesting that way.

When we were little, Darcy played indoor soccer and of course I didn't want to be left behind so I made Mom sign me up too. Darcy moved on to other sports as he got older but I loved soccer and I was actually pretty good at it, so.

Today's game is at the rec centre near my house. Darcy and Luke were using the track before and so stayed to watch my game with my parents. We won 4-2 and I scored our first goal, which was fun.

I've changed into a t-shirt and leggings, combed my sweaty hair into something decently presentable when I go to meet my family after the game.

My team usually wins a lot, but my parents always act that us winning is like the coolest, most impressive thing in the world.

"Nice goal, Feelz," Luke congratulates, tugging me towards his side for a hug.

I giggle and squirm away from him as he plants a kiss on my cheek. "I'm all sweaty and gross, Luke."

He grins this crooked grin at me that makes heat flood into the pit of my gut and says so only I can hear it, "You smell good when you're all sweaty. I like the way you smell."

Which makes me blush for some reason.

He took a quick shower after his run so he doesn't smell bad at all.

I also like the way he smells.

He tastes good, too. His mouth, and his neck. Probably other parts of him.

In sex ed, they talked about how secondary sex characteristics that develop during and after puberty, like voice and body hair and even odours, can be attractive to the opposite sex.

I think I understand that now.

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A/N:

😏

XOXO Ami

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