No, I can't. 'Yes, we can.'

Hibiki could only nod, and Dita could only gasp with glee.

"I can't wait!" she said.

Hibiki picked the book up and read further.

"You're supposed to put your penis inside me," Dita offered.

"I'll read it myself!" He muttered the words from the book and realized she was right. She must've memorized the instructions. "Ok. Uh...how do I do it?"

"I don't know. It should just slide right in."

"No, I mean what do I do....with myself?"

Dita looked at him blankly, blinking twice. Then, clarity came over her.

"Oh! You mean what position! Uh, I guess I lay back (she lay back), and you kinda get over me (Hibiki stood over her, feet by her head). No, I mean like this way (Dita put her hands horizontally parallel and Hibiki lay down on her). I don't think that'll work. Try turning over. (He turned a quarter-turn.) Keep going. (He turned over so he was looking down at her.) Yeah, like that. Now...I guess put it inside me."

Hibiki looked at Dita. He had often heard women use a word that men didn't have to describe things like stars and Christmas snow. 'Pretty'. As he looked down at her big blue eyes and cheerful smile, for some reason he couldn't explain, the word came to Hibiki's mind. 'Pretty,' he thought. 'Can women themsleves be pretty? Is she....pretty?' Dita stopped smiling and looked at him seriously.

"What's wrong? Did you change your mind?"

"No, it's not that. It's....Dita...?"

She blushed as he said her name for the second time that day. "...Yes?"

"Are you...I mean, do women say that you're...pretty?" Her eyes opened wide.

"Pretty? Uh...sometimes. Why?"

"I...I think you might be..." gulp "..pretty."

Dita looked up at him like she was expecting him to start laughing, but he didn't. 'Is he serious?' she thought. 'He looks serious. I think he thinks i'm pretty!' She smiled, then he did too. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment before Hibiki realized what he was doing.

"Uh...nevermind, forget it! Let's get this over with." His over-compensation for losing (or was it regaining?) his true self was taking over, as usual. Dita had come to expect this, and took no offense. He pushed his hips forward, finding that warm wetness even more pleasurable now. He slid in slow, getting used to the feeling. Dita was too. The feeling of a long, solid object of this shape going into her felt different, but nice. Hibiki paused when he came to an obstacle.

"There's something blocking the way."

"There is?" Dita picked up the book and examined a picture. Then she flipped to the back and read something. She swallowed and put it down.

"What is it?" Hibiki tried to stifle his excitment.

"It says it's my hymen, and that it'll hurt when you break it, but only for a second. After that, it should be ok."

"Break it?! I don't wanna break part of you!" If the other men at his factory could hear that, they'd beat him. But Dita's warm eyes and sweet smile drove all thoughts of men away.

"It's ok, mr. Alien. If it has to break for us to have sex, I don't mind."

She sounds pretty sure, but at the same time she knows it'll hurt her. Hibiki swallowed, not knowing what to do. He had to admit, he enjoyed the feel of her, but he also couldn't deny that he didn't want to hurt her.