From that point on, I was as passive and utterly indifferent to whatever happened as anybody could want. When I started to respond a little bit to what Nadia was doing to me with her hand, it was Janet that explained that what was happening wasn't something I was totally in control of -" and that it didn't necessarily mean anything. Janet also answered whatever questions Nadia had; I was there purely as the test dummy.

I don't know how much time passed, and didn't particularly care; it was only when I heard Nadia tell me "Um, I'm done now, Danny" did I open my eyes and sit up again.

Seeing that I wasn't bothered in the slightest by what had just gone on seemed to give Nadia some assurance that she hadn't done anything to be concerned about. With me sitting up and paying attention, she did hesitantly ask me a few questions; I answered them as dispassionately as I could, making sure she knew when I was speaking for myself, and when I was extrapolating to guys in general.

A couple minutes went by with the three of us sitting there in silence when Nadia told me "You've been real nice about all this, Danny, and a lot more patient and understanding than I thought you'd be -" even though I know I hurt you little bit, just now, even though I didn't mean to. Jan told me that you were a good brother, and that you wouldn't do or say anything to make me feel bad about all this, and she was right. My parents are kind of strict, and I've only been out with guys a few times, and our parents had to drive us; so I've never gotten a chance to, um, learn anything with them. I was kinda hoping that maybe – if it was okay, and you wanted to, I mean – maybe I could, uh, learn some stuff with you. I mean, you've been so NICE and everything; and I know I can believe Jan when she tells me that you wouldn't – push things, and that if I wanted to stop, you wouldn't be mad or upset."