" Would you show me how?" But, Megan, you know that means I'd have to see you, like we'd not have our clothes on." Well, I've seen a few dicks, they'r... cute but it's not like I've never seen one before. I mean, I just saw yours."I decided not to ask her how she'd seen these dicks and just move on."Yeah but are you ready to get naked with me?" You really can show me, you've done it with girls, girls who it did something for, who really enjoyed it?" Oh, Megan, I can tell you these two has wild. That's because when Momma was told that she needed to hide herself from EVERYBODY, she was younger than you are -- and they didn't TELL her a reason. How many times have you been told not to do something -- but not given a reason? Or you were told something stupid like, 'People don't do that'? Tell me, Alan -- has seeing Momma naked ruined you for life, do you think? Or did you learn something about what women look like?"Alan blinked. "I'm okay. I learned things." Now, think about this, because. And then the bus stopped and we had to get off and go to class.She had astronomy club after school that day. Saturday I slept in, and by the time I got up and got around, I decided not to go over to her house. I didn’t want to know how her date went. Thinking about her holding hands with Chris Brown, or worse, made my stomach hurt. I didn’t think of it as jealousy; more that he was poaching in my territory or something. I didn’t see her Sunday either, and on Monday morning, on the bus, she. " she corrects him distractedly. Somehow she's still incharacter."That's right!" he agrees. "Miss... ter..." he draws out."Mister Johnson!" Her focus returns to his eyes.I'm still looking into the bag. He's got a cloth diaper in there for me.For pathetic me. For pathetic pigtailed, beribboned, diapered me. With ahard on. Damn me!Owen's smile broadens."Johnson, is it?" he asks.Jenny nods enthusiastically and her eyes fall back onto Owens' hands.He's digging around in the sack with a purpose..