Anything For A Friend

Chapter 5 - Anything For A Friend

My fears about my virginity were mostly based on the fact that I hated feeling vulnerable. I dominated many situations in my life, but sex was definitely not one of them. I didn't like someone knowing more than me. It scared me. Maybe this was the solution. Max could take my virginity, then I wouldn't feel so insecure with Dane. This could help me to hurdle the roadblock of my sexual experiences. Plus, it would make my little Max happy as well.

Ugh! The fact that I thought of him as 'little' Max should have been enough to make me shoo him away and tell him this was a bad idea. Part of me, though, was really wanting this to happen. I loved Max. I wasn't in love with him, I just felt very deeply for him. I wanted to protect him all the time.

Could this be a way of protecting him? Of protecting both of us? We wouldn't be as vulnerable sexually if we took this ride together. Ha ha, ride. Would it be too awkward? Would it feel like I was doing this with my brother?

I had kissed him before, but it was hardly passionate. He was ten, and it was all I could do not to feel like a child molester. I had no idea what it would be like now. He was older, more mature. He was still a kid, I told myself. He was a legal kid now, though, and it wouldn't be quite as gross. It might not be gross at all.

He laughed. "What's going on in your mind?" he asked nervously. He was so cute. "Let me guess. You're feeling like if you do this, you'll be molesting me. I want this, Rhia. You'd be doing me a favor. A big favor. We could make a deal. No kissing on the lips. Wasn't there a movie in the nineties about a prostitute who didn't kiss on the lips? It's supposed to keep emotional connections to a minimum. I looked it up," he explained.

"You looked it up?" I asked him. Darn, those lips looked kind of awesome.

He blushed slightly, smiling crookedly, "Yeah. I researched this as much as I could."

"And this is a good idea?" I inquired.

"It's not a bad one, that's for sure. It's unanimous that kissing is a no-no, though."

He really seemed serious. Thinking about this was actually turning me on. Was I disgusting? I wasn't sure by this point. I think I was actually sweating. What was this kid doing to me?

"So, what'll it be? Remember your motto, anything for a friend? That would come in really handy right about now." He looked so wonderful, standing there, waiting patiently for my answer. If I said no, I'd forever wonder what it would have been like.

"Alright. Anything for a friend," I sighed, smiling. "I just hope we don't end up regretting this."

"You rock!" he shouted. "I'll go get my stuff. I'll be right back." He left, going to his car to retrieve his belongings.

I felt like I was going to puke. Did I even own sexy lingerie? I rummaged through my pajama drawer. Nothing. I had flannel PJ's, silky PJ's, but no sexy lingerie whatsoever. I had never needed it. I'd been meaning to buy some, since Dane and I had been getting pretty close, but I'd never gotten that far. I wondered if he even cared.

Condoms? Did we have condoms? I didn't. Maybe Bria had some. Maybe Max had brought one.

When did I last get my period? In all my virginess, I hadn't ever kept good track.

"I'm back," I heard him say from the living room. I walked out to see him.

"Two questions," I began, "did you bring a condom, and do you expect me to wear sexy lingerie?"

He flashed me that beautiful smile again, and chuckled. "I brought a three pack of condoms, in case we get rowdy," he teased, winking, "and you don't need sexy lingerie. I think it will be sexier if I undress you."