“Any particular day and time suit you better?”
“I’m pretty available. I can even do tomorrow night if you’re free.”
“Tomorrow?” Seems soon, but maybe it’s better that we just get this out of the way. Now that I’ve agreed to it, I feel like I can’t go back on my word.
But…
“If you change your mind at any point tonight or tomorrow…” I make sure she’s looking at me. “If you want to bail, there’s no judgment here. Everything about this needs to be zero pressure for you.”
Her eyes light up like I’ve just said the sweetest thing in the world, and then they start to gleam with determination. “I won’t bail.”
17
JOLIE
I said I wouldn’t bail, so I’m not going to bail.
Even though this is the weirdest thing ever.
It’s not like sex lessons are a common thing. In fact, I’ve never even heard of them. And why would I have?
Normal people don’t need them.
Normal people figure it out on their own.
But no, I’ve decided that forcing some sweet, kindhearted guy into showing me the most intimate thing ever is a great idea.
It’s not a great idea. Bail! Bail now!
But I can’t.
I won’t.
I kind of don’t want to.
Waiting for him to text me a time and location is kind of killing me, but I’ve forced myself not to message him throughout the day to ask.
I need to be patient. Calm. Chill. Cool. Basically all the things I’m not.
Seriously, my insides have been in chaos ever since Ben said everything I thought he wouldn’t.
He’s actually agreeing to help me.
This is such a harebrained idea, and I don’t even get why it hit me. But it did, and of course I couldn’t swallow it.
But then he said yes!
Why, I’m not sure.
Maybe he’s some creeper who will take any excuse to touch girls. You basically offered up your body on a platter.
But no, he said he wouldn’t even have to take his clothes off.
He said I could bail if I wanted to.
And… he’s Ben. There’s something so trustworthy about him that I have to try this experiment.
If it gets to be too much, I’ll just tell him and bolt from the room.