She may have been a terminal bookworm, but that also meant she’d read about sex—and not just about the biological act. “You know… things.”
“Men?”
“I was thinking how boys our age could be such animals.”
Tina’s eyebrow rose. “Oh, uh, thanks, I guess.”
“I shouldn’t have said anything,” Jane said, turning to hide her shame. Why?”
“No reason,” Jane said. The best thing, he decided, was to find out as much as he could about the mansion. “Aw, wicked!” Jane said. The two young sisters wrapped themselves in each other, letting the silence and the beating of hearts speak in a language all their own. Tina hopped up and came over to her. ———————————————————————————
The dining room was far more crowded than they had expected. Jane combed her hair back with her fingers, and her big sister admired her young, but shapely form.
