I massage the backs of her thighs, and she relaxes into the bed. “Have you ever had period sex?” “No.” That makes me happy. “Me either . . . Let me take care of you. I’ll be gentle.” She stares at me for a few seconds, then concedes. “I’m going to get a towel, but I’ve got to deal with some things first.” “Whatever you gotta do.” She hops out of bed and enters the bathroom, closing the door behind her, and I harden. The water turns on and off a few times.
