The new girl(24)

After taking a little more time to get my thoughts organized and figure out how to tell her what I'd settled on, I told her "You know that I wasn't anywhere near being ready to hear something like that from you, and I appreciate your patience while I figured things out."

She nodded, and I went on to say "I know that this means a lot to you; I don't know if you understand that it's a big deal for me, too."

In response to the surprised look on her face, I explained "Yeah, most guys would jump at the chance to have sex — with any girl, any time, any where. But you should remember that you've told me that I'm not like most guys. Sure, I want to start having sex, too- but because of what you and Sis and I have done, and how we got started, I want MY first time with a girl to mean something, too- and for her to be someone special to me. I mean, if all I wanted was to get laid, I could probably take Lisa Ann" — she was known to be willing to do anything with anyone, having been caught in flagrante delicto several times — "out some night. But I want more than that. Not just for the first time itself, but afterwards, too: I want to spend the rest of my life remembering not just the act, but the other person and how we were with each other later. I want to remember it with happiness and pride, not sorrow and regret. You understand?"

"Yeah, I do, Billy", she replied.

After a deep breath, I went on "I also had to think about what you and me would do to us — you and me, you and Sis, Sis and me, and all of us together. And on top of that, how it might affect us at school

— and afterwards. Then on top of all that, there's the fact that you are a hermaphrodite: because you're different, whatever happened between us would be different, and maybe change everything that followed to some degree, too. It was a lot for me to consider, and I wanted to make absolutely sure before I gave you an answer."

As I finished, I could see that Charlenes expression had changed; it took me a moment to realize that she was preparing herself to be disappointed. I didn't delay in telling her "But I am sure that I'd be delighted and honored to be the one that you give yourself to the first time."

It took her a second to actually understand that I was agreeing to her request, and not turning her down; her face went from resignation to delight in the tiniest fraction of a second before she exclaimed

"Really? You will?"

I couldn't help laughing for a moment before answering "Yes, really, I will."

When I opened my arms in invitation for her to sit on my lap, she didn't hesitate a moment to do so.

With my arms gently wrapped around her, I said "I've told you before: you're a smart, pretty, and nice girl. You're the kind of girl that any guy is going to like — a lot. The hard part is dealing with how you're different. It's not something that bothers me, and I'm sure you can figure out how to find out whether or not another guy will be okay with it, later. What matters now is that I love you. Not like I think we should run off and get married, but enough that I care enough about you to want to make you happy. And I think that you feel the same way about me enough" — "I do!" she declared — "that I really do think us having our first time together is something that I'll be glad to remember. I'm going to do my very best to make it something that you'll be happy about, too. To do that, I'm going to need your help, though. The last thing I want to do is rush you or hurt you or make you uncomfortable about any of this; so what I want and need is for you to talk to me, and let me know when I start to get things wrong. That doesn't mean we'll have to stop, or anything, only that we'll do things differently, okay?"#p#分页标题#e#

"I know you wouldn't do anything like that on purpose, Billy- that's part of why I wanted my first time to be with you. But if something isn't right, then I promise: I'll let you know", she answered with a smile.

I followed up by asking another question: "I'm trusting we don't need to worry about being interrupted?"

"No, we don't. Eva knows I'm in here, but not exactly why — all I told her was that I wanted to find out about something… physical with you, but that I'd be embarrassed if she was there. She said she understood, and she'd just wait until I got back."

With that, there was nothing for me to do but move my head in and give her a soft kiss on the lips. She readily returned it, and when it broke several seconds later, we were well on our way toward getting on the same wavelength. Several more kisses followed, each a bit longer and more "involved" than the one before; when the last one finished, it was plain as could be that both of us were ready to get things moving.