Chapter 9

Back in the car I said, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

“I have to admit it wasn’t. And you were right about the pool—swimming laps is a lot more fun when you don’t have to turn so many times.”

“Stick with me, and you’ll be throwing your towel over your shoulder and parading across the locker-room naked in no time.”

“That’s more than a bit optimistic of you, but I take your point.”

“I’ll admit that when I first began to shave my pubic area, it took me a while to get used to strutting my stuff, but the truth of the matter is that the only guys who seem to notice are usually doing so because they’re drooling with lust.”

We spent the rest of the afternoon and evening at David’s house, but the next morning we had to go to our respective classes in different parts of town.

We hadn’t planned to get together Monday evening, but when I finished my required reading and homework around ten, I decided to take a chance, hopped in the car, and drove over to his house.