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Post by Lizzie on Aug 27, 2007 16:38:12 GMT -5
*Lizzie's eyes narrowed like she couldn't make up her mind about something. After a long moment, she spoke plainly.*
"So...'ya don't like boys?"
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Post by Alex on Aug 27, 2007 17:55:34 GMT -5
*Alex smiled in something like amused embarrassment.*
"No. That is to say, I've... I've gone with boys before, but it's never been my raison d'etre. For the most part... No. I don't like them."
For sex, anyway.
*She wondered if Lizzie was going to ask all those newbie questions about what girls do together... And if that meant anything about her, if she did.*
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Post by Lizzie on Aug 27, 2007 17:59:24 GMT -5
((Hey look, Alex is psychic too.))
*Lizzie scrunched her nose but a smile was starting to curl under it.*
"So...with girls? How can you even...? I mean, that's just...weird. What do you do with them? Other than make them nervous, of course."
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Post by Alex on Aug 27, 2007 18:09:52 GMT -5
*Alex gave Lizzie a long, searching look. Girls just didn't ask those questions out of idle curiosity. Curiosity, sure. Idle? Not really.*
"Do you really want to know?"
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Post by Lizzie on Aug 27, 2007 18:16:54 GMT -5
*Lizzie giggled and then stopped. She wasn't sure if she did. Well, she did, but she wasn't sure she was supposed to. She hunched in conspiratorially and whispered.*
"Yeah. I mean...if you can, you know, explain things like that. I just got no idea what 'ya...well..."
*Her words faded as her eyes met Alex's, large and shining with innocence.*
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Post by Alex on Aug 28, 2007 13:23:37 GMT -5
*Alex grinned in spite of herself.*
"Well, Lizzie, you stop me if this gets too graphic. But when two girls really like each other..."
*She leaned forward and whispered the tamest description she could think of--but in a low, sultry whisper.*
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Post by Lizzie on Aug 28, 2007 13:28:03 GMT -5
*Lizzie didn't stop her, but her eyes did get even wider and she let out several shocked gasps. She lifted her hand to cover her dropped jaw.*
"You don't mean to say...surely not..."
*She leaned back, her face painted in a bright blush.*
"And that...feels nice? Like real nice?"
*She didn't look like she believed it. Alex was just pulling her leg, trying to make her not feel so bad about kissing a girl.*
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Post by Alex on Aug 28, 2007 15:41:07 GMT -5
*Alex couldn't suppress another roguish grin.*
"You can't imagine," *she said.* "And if you've got doubts, think about it logically: who but a girl knows what girls like best?"
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Post by Lizzie on Aug 28, 2007 15:53:46 GMT -5
*Hmm. There was some logic in it. That made Lizzie uncomfortable. She took a subtle step back as if she only just noticed how close she had gotten.*
"I...uh...but...isn't it wrong. I mean, unnatural. Two girls like that..."
*She didn't look so sure, but she did look troubled.*
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Post by Alex on Aug 28, 2007 16:00:59 GMT -5
*Alex's smile faltered as she broke the tenuous string that had held them together. Tension defused, she ran a hand through her red curls.*
"Maybe," *she said, shrugging.* "Don't know. But to my way of thinking, nearly everything's unnatural, or it isn't. I certainly don't want to be popping out children every time my lover hangs up his trousers; is it so very different from avoiding pregnancy with a man? Aren't they equally considered outside the bounds of matrimonial duty?"
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Post by Lizzie on Aug 28, 2007 16:03:43 GMT -5
*Lizzie blush fiercely and lowered her eyes.*
"Mister--I mean...I ain't never. Not with a man, not with no body. I'm savin' myself."
*She tucked her hair behind her ear and turned away to hide how uncomfortable the subject made her.*
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Post by Alex on Aug 28, 2007 17:29:48 GMT -5
*Alex immediately regretted her frank speech. She sometimes forgot it was the 19th century.*
"I'm sorry," *she said gently.* "I didn't mean... I mean, that's your choice, of course. Always. If I thought I'd ever get married, perhaps..." *She trailed off. She knew how impossible it was. Even if she found a girl who loved her that much, would she love her enough to endure a lifetime of charade? No, this was best. Rochester was right. She merely needed to... stick to her own kind. Those who knew, right off, what she was.*
"I only meant that it doesn't seem unnatural to me, because I've always felt this way. A man is just as alien a concept to me as a girl is to you."
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Post by Lizzie on Aug 28, 2007 17:35:10 GMT -5
*Lizzie wasn't sure what to think. This whole thing was a bit confusing. She sighed heavily and sat on the stone bench.*
"I'm real sorry. I just..."
*She looked up to Alex with a hint of sadness.*
"I just don't know what to do about 'ya. You confuse me something terrible..."
*Her gaze shifted to the toes of her shoes as she muttered beneath her breath.*
"So why do 'ya gotta be so damned likable...?"
*She scrunched her nose up as if her body was considering crying.*
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Post by Alex on Aug 28, 2007 18:00:35 GMT -5
*Alex felt a surge of pity for her, much like the one which had prompted her confession.*
"You needn't do anything about me, Lizzie." *Her tongue almost faltered on the familiar address.* "I can leave you be, or be your friend, as you like. I think... I can do either. If you ask it of me."
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Post by Lizzie on Aug 28, 2007 18:06:38 GMT -5
*Lizzie lifted her face shyly, tears prickling at her eyes. Her voice was faint and unsure.*
"Don't suppose you can tell me what I'm supposed to be askin' of 'ya? It feels like...like I'm torn up inside. I just..."
*A emo!tear trickled over her cheek. She quickly looked away, brushing at her cheek with the back of her hand.*
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