Back to reality

"That was you?!"

"You thought I was Charlie?!"

The recounting had brought several questions, many very important.

"You saw my dick?!"

"I..." Ashley's thought catches in her throat, her lips smacking a few times. "You thought my sister saw your dick?!"

After a few nonproductive back and forths, the two eventually settle on the correct interpretation of that day.

"Man," Ethan exhales. "Was that, like, traumatic for you?"

Ashley snorts. "Please. Little thing like that? Hardly a bother."

Frowning, Ethan can't help but protest. "I was nine. And the water was cold..."

"Hmmm," Ashley gives Ethan a knowing look, "So what's your excuse now?"

After a beat, Ethan's face clearly showcasing his disapproval, Ashley cracks a wide smile. "I'm kidding, {if Ashley Sex =true}you've definitely grown up.{else}I'm sure you've grown up quite nicely.{endif}

Rolling his eyes, Ethan feels slightly better, although he's still partially stuck on the story. "Why didn't you say anything?"

Ashley shrugs. "You didn't. So I didn't."

Something about that answer doesn't sit right with Ethan, but he doesn't think it's a complete lie. Sighing, he's just about to let the topic die when another question pops into his head. "Why bring up how we met?"

Ashley clucks her tongue before answering "Well..." she pauses, taking a moment to think.

"I was hoping I could see it again..."

Ethan feels his head cloud and his pants tighten. "Oh."

Ashley's lips turn into a coy smile. "Well? Can I?"