"You won't need to contact me," I said.
"What if there's an emergency?" asked Janie.
"Like what?"
"What if your mom calls and needs to get a hold of you?"
With my back to her I rolled my eyes. "Look, I don't have the number off the top of my head. Cindy is right down the hall. If there's an emergency, she can give you her aunt's phone number."
I grabbed my backpack and stepped out. I was hardly dressed for my little outing, but I couldn't get all dolled-up as if for a date and risk Janie getting suspicious and turning me in to Standards again. I had no intention of coming back to BYU after this year, but it would be inconvenient to get expelled and wind up not being able to transfer my credits.
Cindy and Amy's door was open, so I stepped in. "Are you ready to go?" I asked.
"Yeah," said Amy, "but you're not. Look at this hair!"
The short part had grown out sufficiently that I was able to cut it all to match, but I didn't really know what to do with it. Quick as a flash Amy worked in some gel, and with a few strokes of her magic hairbrush she had me looking as if I'd cut my hair that way on purpose and not just on a lark. Then she looked me over and added a few dabs of make-up. Read the rest of the story ->
17 comments:
Hooray!
Loved it.
Thanks!!! :D
Ms. Hanson, Ms. Hanson, Ms. Hanson.
The crazy boy didn't bring two condoms? My goodness, that's like bringing just one bottle-rocket or just one ice cream sandwich! Rex and I need to have a little talk!
;-)
What? I never said that. I'd assumed he'd brought more than one, but just didn't need a second one yet when I got to the end of the chapter. Maybe I need to clarify...?
Actually I was almost worried I was overdoing it with the focus on the details of "safer sex" in this story (as though maybe I meant it to be pedagogical or something), but I think it's realistic to spell it out.
Don't get me wrong. I thought it was a very sweet encounter. As a man I always need to step back and try to imagine the "penetration" aspect for virginal women as being something that may be accurately described as "an acquired taste" since that idea is so foreign to us. No "acquiring" needed on our end, I assure you!
One thing that may have stopped ol' Rex, though...and I think you hint at it very well...is that 2 minute period after the deed is done where every man is feeling a bit "spent" and in Rex's case perhaps a bit "speedy". In those two minutes men are actually thinking, "Alright, I'm ok now. I don't think I will be needing to have sex again for the rest of my life. That should do it for me." We may even intimate that we don't find our woman attractive anymore! Weird! And not intentional!
Of course THREE minutes afterward we have done another 180 and are back on track...ready for more.
Believe me...I am pulling for Rex!
lol, always good to have more insight into male sexuality. I'll include those details in my next story. ;^)
But you see that the pillow talk in the last scene was at least three minutes later!!! I figured the reader would just assume that they'd have sex again at that point, then one more time in the morning. That's why I ended the chapter where I did -- the rest goes without saying. ;^)
But, of course...there is that old joke about men and women...
Men are like DOS...very few things to turn on and off...a very thin manual...
Women are like Windows 2000 Server...enough said...try and configure THAT on your first try!
And as Rex says, throw first time sex and leaving your religion into one simultaneous pot and you've got some REAL installation problems!
That might explain why I loved it so much! I used sex to symbolize my transition out of the Church -- after all, I was used to physical actions being used to symbolize covenants. And it did seem like losing my virginity...even though I already had 2 children.
LOL, and you thought it was just the gratuitous sex.
Hey Sam-I-Am!!!
I know what you mean about sex symbolizing one's transition out of the church. I don't really have a good intellectual explanation for why. Logically the deconversion scene should be the whole point, but it seems like this chapter -- where Lynn embraces her own feelings and sexuality without the sin-and-shame baggage -- is the emotional center of the book.
That's a really funny scene. Not 'ridiculous' funny, more like 'delightful' funny. I enjoyed it :-)
Thanks Lynet, glad you liked it!!!
This is my ode to the young, inexperienced math and science nerds out there like the one I used to be. :D
I love this chapter. The whole book is great, but this chapter is excellent, it's tender, cute and touchingly funny. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks Chaplain!!! :D
Very nicely-written, and not particularly gratuitous, love scene. But then, I'm a fellow nerd...
OT: (Since I can't find an email address on your blog, which doesn't mean I might not have missed it...) I'm really troubled about the revelations from the raid of the FLDS ranch in Texas a couple of days ago. You may not have any better idea than I do of how an outsider can help these women and children, but the theology you were raised with has far more in common with theirs than mine did. Do you have any thoughts on the subject?
Thanks Karen -- glad you liked it!!!
Regarding what to do for/about the FLDS, it's an incredibly complicated question since most people don't like to be rescued from their own religious beliefs (even when harm/abuse is obvious).
I've been thinking about this question a lot lately since the Texas authorities took the kids into custody. Maybe I'll write a post about it for Main Street Plaza. (The fact that this is the subject of the next segment of my novel is a coincidence -- it was written years ago, and my schedule for posting the novel was planned long ago as well.)
A very well-written scene, and an interesting mix of religion and sexuality.
Thanks!!!
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