Boys (Roxy's POV)

Like she had said, Sila was home a bit later than usual. When she finds me sketching on the living room table, she asks "Hey Roxy."

"Oh hi Sila."

"Whatcha drawing?"

"Eh, just some otters."

Sila moves around me so she can look over my shoulder. "Aww... They're so cute."

"Thanks. So how did your shift go?"

"Good yeah."

"Awesome. I made some lasagna if you're hungry."

"Thanks but I've had something."

I give her statement a shrug. "More for tomorrow then."

"Yeah. Hey I kinda wanted to talk?"

"What about?"

"Well, it's about Elliot. The guy who's running the game thing."

Oh, this should be good. "Yeah?"

"I think he might like me. Like... like me."

"As in more than a friend?"

"Yeah."

"Well, do you like him?"

"Yeah, but... what about us?"

"I'm flexible. You wanna commit to someone else, commit."

"Okay."

"Just remember, no one gets to judge you or make you do anything you don't want? You wanna be with one guy, that's all fine. You wanna sleep around, that's cool too."

"Of course."

"I mean it. The guys your age haven't fully matured yet. Sometimes you're gotta put them in place, okay?"

"Got it."

I then stand up. "There's something else I wanted to talk about."

Sila raises an eyebrow. "What's that?"

"Come with me."

We head into her room. I mean it's about time we use her bed rather than mine. There, I left my gift for her on the bed, boxed up and ready to surprise.

"Open it up."

"Oh, umm... Thanks."

As Sila unwraps the ribbon around it, I start filming her to capture her reaction. Sure enough, it's priceless, with her eyes and mouth expanding with shock. Another good profile pic courteously of yours truly.

"Roxy." She gasps.

"Well, sometimes people can be complicated, right?"

"I mean, I guess."

"And there's nothing wrong with a bit of self love. Plus, I figure you should have some experience before your first time with a boy."

"Yeah." Sila grabs the toy and holds it. "So is this like, normal size?"

"Roughly yeah. Maybe a little longer, but not by much."

"Okay."

"Size ain't everything, you know? I mean you make yourself cum with your fingers, right?"

"Yeah."

"Well that's bigger than that, right?"

"It is."

"So if he knows what he's doing, it's all good. Got it?"

"Makes sense to me."

"How about we practice a bit?"

"Uhh, sure."