Chapter Six
Seminal Extraction
Arriving in our room, I was surprised when Vivian kept her terrycloth robe on.
“Get out of your trunks, Darwin, and go stand in front of the sink in the bathroom. Be sure to stopper the drain. I’ll be there in a minute.”
I did as ordered and waited in the bathroom.
My stiffened rod stuck out over the sink, like the diving board above the non-diving pool downstairs.
I waited for Vivian, patiently standing naked, gazing at myself in the mirror. There I was—my handsome, boyish face, hairless chest. Atop my dark, wavy hair, there were my long-lashed brown eyes, a delicate, long lipped mouth that on, a girl, would have been the mouth of a beauty. For years, my mouth had been worrisome, until I learned a few things.
Then it worried me even more. A minute la
