Marek eyed Carm and thought back. Sixteen years. Man, had it really been that long ago? “I was fifteen. Your turn. With a man and more than one?” Carm snorted and pointed her fork at him. “Is that how we’re going to play this? No other explanations involved, no juicy little details? O.k. then. Yes with a man and yes more than once.” Really? Marek was completely intrigued by that statement. So she wasn’t wholly innocent after all. Very interesting. Rain started to fall softly around them as they sat under the gazebo. The sun was starting to set behind the clouds turning them brilliant shades of purple, fuchsia, and orange. The gentle rain intensified the heady scent of the flowers surrounding them and Marek inhaled deep. Carm turned his attention when she asked, “Speaking of orgasms, when was the last time you had one?” Marek laced his fingers together behind his neck and relaxed. “With a woman, sugar, or by myself?”
