'Uh, Dan, could we have a fire in the fireplace?' Candice asked me. A chorus of agreement followed her request.
'Sure, I suppose we could – be kind of nice, on a night like this.' I answered. While we waited for the pizza, I got some wood going in the fireplace; by the time it arrived, we had a nice blaze going.
I paid for the pizza, and in my best Grinch imitation, I told them 'It's going to get colder tonight, and we don't have a lot of wood in here.
Nobody eats until each of you brings in two pieces of wood – and I don't mean the little kindling stuff, either! Jan or Kelly know what I mean, so if you're really hungry, you'd better get moving!'
They all cheerfully made grumbling noises, but didn't hesitate to put on their shoes, and open the patio door, heading out to retrieve their allotted two pieces of firewood. It wasn't but a couple of minutes before they were all back in. With the wood handy, and their shoes off again, they dove into the assorted pizzas they'd ordered.
Much to my surprise, between the lot of us, we managed to dispose of nearly all of 3 large pizzas; only when I went to put the leftovers away did I find that 2 boxes only held one slice each, and the third box had 2 slices. I looked at them in mock fear, saying 'Dear God! I'm glad I don't have to feed all of you ALL the time! I'd go broke!' – causing some mild indignation until they realized I was teasing, then laughter.
Once the supper clutter was put away, I sat down on the end of the couch, and asked the girls what was next on the agenda. All of them shared a Look before Susan spoke up, saying 'Uh, we were kind of hoping that we could all kind of sit around and talk about stuff.'
'I'll guess that from the looks you shared, that I'm included in the 'all' part?', I asked.
They all nodded, and I followed up by saying 'You said that you wanted to talk about 'stuff' – that's a pretty open range of subjects. Did you have something in particular in mind?' – pretty much knowing that they wanted to talk about some aspect of sex, but wanting to confirm it.
Candice spoke up, telling me 'Uh, actually, we kinda wanted to talk to you about, um, boys and girls and sex and stuff like that.', blushing.
A couple of the others blushed as well, before adding their assent.
I sighed, and told them 'First, I'm not a boy – I'm a middle-aged engineer. Second, what I think about sex and all of that is probably different than what most people do. Third, I'm not all that sure your parents would appreciate us talking about this subject. But if you really want to know what I think about it, then I guess I can answer your questions – but you have to understand that no matter what*I* think, it's still up to you to make up your own minds and make your own decisions.'
At that, Robyn piped up with 'I think we all know that, Dan. But after you talked to us after the, uh, fashion show, you were honest and patient with us, and weren't afraid to tell us what you thought about different things. I don't know about Candice and Susan and Sandra, but I figured out that most of what you told us then made sense; and some of it has even helped me. I've seen the change in Kelly since she met you and has spent so much time with you, and how much you've been able to help Jan. As nice as they were before, they're somehow better now, and I want to be better like them, too.'
The other three visitors added their agreement.
'You understand that if we start talking about girls and boys and sex and all that, there's a pretty good chance that the discussion will get, uh, intimate? And that if one of you asks a question, I may have to ask you some questions in return before I understand what it is you want to know? And that the questions I ask may mean that you have to talk about things that are pretty personal?'
All of them nodded.
'I have to be absolutely sure that you really understand that once a question is asked, it can't be taken back; and that the talk may get a lot more personal and private than you're used to. Even the questions you ask will reveal something about what you know and what you think.'
'I know that. I have to admit that it's kind of scary, but it's even MORE scary to me to not*know*', Robyn offered.
'If you really believe that you want to talk about it, and if you're really sure that you're willing to take the chance of being embarrassed, then I guess I can answer your questions the best I can.'
At that, Susan stood up, and said 'What Robyn said goes for me, too. I don't know about this stuff – at least, not the way I want to. It
Blushing only slightly, she moved back over in front of me before sitting down in the spot she'd occupied before.
When Susan had reached back to unhook her bra, Robyn had stood, too, and moved over next to her to start taking her clothes off, as well. After only a few moments, Candice and Sandra had joined them, so that in only a few minutes all four of them were seated, wearing only varying degrees of blushes and different expressions, on the floor in front of me.
While all of that was going on, Jan and Kelly and I could only look at each other in surprise at the suddenness of it, and the direct approach that Susan had taken.
As Sandra dropped her panties on the pile with her other clothes, Jan and Kelly both stood up, and followed their example – as much to put them at ease as to reassure them, I suspected. As Kelly moved back over to sit next to me on the couch, Sandra gestured to her, and the two of them held a brief whispered conversation. When Jan was seated next to me, on the side opposite Kelly, Sandra spoke up.
'Um, Dan?'
'Yes?'
'It would, uh, be okay with me if you, um, wanted to be naked, too. I mean, I wouldn't mind, and since we're all naked, it would be a little more fair, you know?' she told me.
The other three on the floor hesitated a moment, then added their agreement.
She had a point, so there wasn't anything for me to do but join them – doing just as they had by moving to where I could put my things and undressing in front of them, making no effort to turn away or cover anything up. There was a small collective gasp from our guests when I finally pulled by briefs down, but otherwise, they had no noticeable reaction. As I moved back to the couch, though, I did notice that there were four pairs of eyes focused on an area below my waist. Only when I sat down did they make eye contact with me again – and every one of them blushing slightly when they realized I knew where they'd been looking.
It was Robyn that had the courage to get the conversation started.
'Dan, do all men's, uh, penises, look like yours?' she asked.
'Not exactly, but there isn't much difference, either. Some are larger, some are smaller, but the basics are pretty much the same.'
Here, Kelly joined in, explaining to them about circumcisions, and how some men had them and some didn't. At the point where she told them about the removal of part of the foreskin, all of them looked at me, followed by a blush, before returning their attention to what Kelly was telling them.
When Kelly finished, I took the initiative, telling them 'Just so there isn't any confusion, and to maybe help you all relax a little, let's make sure that we're all using the same words for the same things. A man's penis can also be called a dick, cock, rod, love muscle, or pecker. A woman's vagina can be her cunt, hole, slot, gash, or pussy.
Her clitoris can be her clit, love button, or 'little man in a boat'. A man's testicles can also be called his balls or nuts. Having sex can be boinking, fucking, laying pipe, humping, or gettin' it on. Feel free to use any or all of these words, whatever makes you feel comfortable and you're familiar with. Penis and vagina and clitoris and testicles are the polite or medical terms, but the others will do, too.'
After that, Jan spoke up, saying, 'Uncle Dan, it might help if we got the, uh, anatomy part of things out of the way. I mean, it we all knew the same things about the same parts, the rest of it would probably make more sense.'
Seeing the looks of mild confusion on the faces of our guests, Kelly volunteered, 'What she's talking about is
