I released her and she shrugged off the blanket in the dark. “Marti,” I said, “If you don’t want to be here, you shouldn’t be here.”
She said, barely audibly, “I do wanna be here.”
“Just shy?” I asked her. Xxx “Are you a virgin?” I whispered. “Are you a virgin?” I whispered. She just kept looking me in the eyes. She wriggled to indicate she wanted me to free her arms. Marti peeked at me from under the makeshift cowl. She was really shy. I was tempted to ask if it was good for her, but she seemed to be sated. My eyes had adjusted so that I could see her enough to know that. That was when she cut loose and sang a low note, riding my wave as if it were hers.
