He laughs, and rolls his eyes, letting his head rest back.
"I was, hmm, let me see. Fifteen, possibly a bit younger or a bit younger, maybe older. Those years sort of blend a touch. I was upset over something Oberon, or rather, Caine, or Bleys... anyways. I was upset, and I ran and found her, and I was in tears and she pulled me up the ladder and when we were hidden she kissed me. Ended up on a blanket."
He wrinkles his nose.
"I didn't like it very much. It was itchy, and it left me feeling shaky, and sort of sick to my stomach. I wasn't ready, I suppose. But she was happy, and the next time it felt better, and there was something good about having a secret like that, so I kept coming to her. She loved me, and I loved the things she brought me, and said the words and we were very happy."
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Date: 2005-12-18 06:53 pm (UTC)"I was, hmm, let me see. Fifteen, possibly a bit younger or a bit younger, maybe older. Those years sort of blend a touch. I was upset over something Oberon, or rather, Caine, or Bleys... anyways. I was upset, and I ran and found her, and I was in tears and she pulled me up the ladder and when we were hidden she kissed me. Ended up on a blanket."
He wrinkles his nose.
"I didn't like it very much. It was itchy, and it left me feeling shaky, and sort of sick to my stomach. I wasn't ready, I suppose. But she was happy, and the next time it felt better, and there was something good about having a secret like that, so I kept coming to her. She loved me, and I loved the things she brought me, and said the words and we were very happy."