“I feel good, yet tainted.”
She was lying on her back, staring at me intensely.
I returned her look and stay quiet for a moment or two.
Her beautiful eyes melancholic and tranquil seemed demanding for my comment.
Still I found it difficult to understand her intention.
Finally I decided to smile and open my mouth, “Yes, I feel good too. It was great.”
Now, it’s her turn to keep quiet. I can read her that it was not quite the words that she would like to hear.
“Please tell me more. I’m listening.”
She didn’t respond to my words promptly; instead she took her eyes wandering off me. She brushed my hair with her delicate hand.
“I feel there’s something inside me that forbids me from doing this. But I also feel safe and comfortable with you.”
“Do you think we should stop doing this? We really don’t have to do this.”
“This is wrong. We both know that. But it would be a lie if I say that I don’t like it.”
“I don’t believe this is wrong. We are having an intercourse. We didn’t cause any damage whatsoever to anybody. We were having fun. We enjoy it. And this is nobody else’s business.”
She hesitated for a second.
“Yes, it will cause damage if someone else finds out.”
“So? I never hide it. When they ask, I will explain, I will give them the black truth.”
“Do you think they may suspect us doing this?”
“Our parents? Of course they do. They are parents. But then again, we are adults now. We will take our responsibilities. We will face our consequences. They will ask questions only when they are ready for the black truth.”
I pulled her closer and kissed her again on the lips.
She gave a feeble effort to stop me.
“… wait … Baby … I still have questions …”
I already moved down to her breasts.
“Night is still early ….”
