[Gaia frowned again. Did every nice guy have to talk down about themselves in some way? Then there were the assholes who just thought the world of themselves for no reason. It was sort of pathetic to her. Then again, the say was that nice guys finish last.] You're not being a... a weirdo.
[She shook her head. That wasn't the New York she knew. The New York she knew was a lot more... open. She wasn't sure if open was the correct term, but it was good enough. People spoke of sex openly and freely where she came from given the right circumstances. There was no reason not to. Everyone seemed to be having sex on a regular basis, besides maybe her. But the idea that it wasn't taught it school made her want to laugh. No health class or sex ed? It just seemed so foreign. The idea of waiting until one was married to have sex wasn't exactly new. It was still one of those things that schools even tried to encourage, but it was still change to hear some guy talk like that. Most guys she knew didn't want to wait until marriage or even being a legal adult. They wanted sex the soonest they could and now.] Did you go into a private school or something? Maybe some high-tier Catholic school? That's the only places I know that wouldn't teach sex ed. So I guess, if you're waiting for marriage, then you're religious anyway? I'm not. I don't have any beliefs like that.
[She nodded.] I do though. I don't know why I do, but I do. [She could only assume it had to do with what she knew what was going on outside, the things she'd seen, and whatever strange thoughts that were running through her head that she seemed to have no control over. When he touched her hair, she smiled fondly at the gesture. His nervousness was still there, but at least he was trying a bit. Until he pushed her away, she still wasn't even teasing the idea of actually moving away.] You could. Let me help you first at least. Then we can fucking discuss me.
[When he groaned, she didn't back away. She kept her hands on his shoulders, staring at him and showing no real apprehension. She definitely wasn't scared. She never got scared. There were times like these that she wished she could be, but she just wasn't capable of it. Maybe it would make things easier that she wasn't scared to do something with a stranger. She moved one of her hands from his shoulder and dropped it on his lap. Ever so slowly, she started to open his pants. He could stop her if he wanted to. Easily.]
(OOC: Sorry it's taking a bit longer for replies. RL is distracting me. I don't know when it will improve exactly again, so please be patient with me. :) )
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[She shook her head. That wasn't the New York she knew. The New York she knew was a lot more... open. She wasn't sure if open was the correct term, but it was good enough. People spoke of sex openly and freely where she came from given the right circumstances. There was no reason not to. Everyone seemed to be having sex on a regular basis, besides maybe her. But the idea that it wasn't taught it school made her want to laugh. No health class or sex ed? It just seemed so foreign. The idea of waiting until one was married to have sex wasn't exactly new. It was still one of those things that schools even tried to encourage, but it was still change to hear some guy talk like that. Most guys she knew didn't want to wait until marriage or even being a legal adult. They wanted sex the soonest they could and now.] Did you go into a private school or something? Maybe some high-tier Catholic school? That's the only places I know that wouldn't teach sex ed. So I guess, if you're waiting for marriage, then you're religious anyway? I'm not. I don't have any beliefs like that.
[She nodded.] I do though. I don't know why I do, but I do. [She could only assume it had to do with what she knew what was going on outside, the things she'd seen, and whatever strange thoughts that were running through her head that she seemed to have no control over. When he touched her hair, she smiled fondly at the gesture. His nervousness was still there, but at least he was trying a bit. Until he pushed her away, she still wasn't even teasing the idea of actually moving away.] You could. Let me help you first at least. Then we can fucking discuss me.
[When he groaned, she didn't back away. She kept her hands on his shoulders, staring at him and showing no real apprehension. She definitely wasn't scared. She never got scared. There were times like these that she wished she could be, but she just wasn't capable of it. Maybe it would make things easier that she wasn't scared to do something with a stranger. She moved one of her hands from his shoulder and dropped it on his lap. Ever so slowly, she started to open his pants. He could stop her if he wanted to. Easily.]
(OOC: Sorry it's taking a bit longer for replies. RL is distracting me. I don't know when it will improve exactly again, so please be patient with me. :) )