Chapter Four
We spent most of the rest of the evening in bed, wrapped in each other’s arms, kissing and stroking each other. Despite her claim that she had never been with another woman before, Bea certainly seemed to know what she was doing. I’m pretty sure I made it good for her too. She said it was. Funny, but until that day I had never actually thought of myself as a woman, but I suppose I am really... after all I’ve been 18 for almost five months now.
At about 9pm we got up for a rest. Sounds silly I know, but believe me I needed it. Bea loaned me a red silk dressing gown and we went downstairs for some early supper. Every now and then she would blow me a kiss, or come around and give me a hug and nibble my ear.
She had me call home so my mam wouldn’t worry (I didn’t tell my mam we
