He reads into every word she said.

Alex sits in front of Clara, who is just wearing a white apron with her cleavage showing through the top and thinks about the words she just said to him. He is completely lost on the statement 'completely ****' to the point where he finally gives up and asks, "What do you mean by completely ****?"

Clara found herself almost replicablely irritated that he asked that question, but at the same time, the thought of her fully answering the question made the area between her legs become warm and tingle. She takes the eggs off the stove and shifts her attention to Alex. "I have never really done anything with anyone before."

Alex blurts out, "Oh, by ****, you mean your virginities, but you told me that last night."

Clara places her hands on her hips and paces around the room, giving Alex a nice view of her naked ass each time she turns around, "Yes... Well, no, Not exactly... I can't believe I have to explain this to you. " she lets out a loud shy. "I have always had good complexation and been healthy, so there was never any had any need for the pill."

There is still a look of confusion on Alex's face, so Clara throws the oven mitt at him. "Come on, Alex, I know you're smart; put two and two together. You have taken a health class. Think about it."