"But I think, for me, I guess I didn't know what to think. I had to figure that out." "Not to sound silly, but, umm, how exactly do girls 'experiment'...anyway?" she wondered. I felt the blood rush to my cheeks, blushing, as I realized that this conversation could quickly become X-rated. I tried to think of ways to describe my experiences in terms that wouldn't be explicit. "Kissing. Rubbing... that kind of thing," I answered vaguely. "Oh." She nodded again, and chewed on her lip. She looked off. Do din ho gaye the aur mujhe didi aur nishu ki chut nahi mili thi aur mujhse raha nahi jaa raha tha, tab maine didi ko market jaane ke liye bulaya aur hum saath me hi market chale gaye, aur raaste me maine didi se pucha ki didi ab hum kaise sex kare mausi to ghar pe hai aur aapne kaha tha ki aap mausi ko bhi mujhse chudwyengi, toh didi ne kaha ki aaj sham ko hi kyunki papa kuchh kaam se mumbai jaa rahe hai 5 days ke liye, to mai khusi se jhumne laga, aur didi ko ek gali me le gaya waha koi nahi. “...Can we do this later, S? I'm still sweaty and tired from earlier.”Though I'm disappointed, I smile understandingly and quickly sit beside her, wrapping my arms around her shoulder comfortingly. “Of course, my Luv. Anything for you.” My smile grows even more genuine as she cuddles into my embrace, sniffing at my shirt slightly.“Thank you for Maki. I really love her!” Somehow she had gathered the plushy into her arms again, and the doll was hugged by both sides, between the two of us.“Yeah, I. Or at least a part of him." I'm sorry Jessica, but it's obvious that you still have issues with accepting Kenny's death." But that's just it Marge, I do accept the fact that Kenny was killed in that plane crash. I know he's gone. It's just that... how do I explain what's happening with Christopher?" Grief, yearning and an overactive imagination." Yes, I'm still grieving and yes, I'd give anything to have Kenny back with me, but I also know I have to move on with my life. I don't know what lies.