"Big sis, don't get it wrong. What I mean to say is that, I heard them in school. "
"Yes, I know. I imagine I heard the same things but I can't believe there were true. The only thing I really know is that married people may sleep in the same bed. " And have babies. She barely contained a shudder at that thought. She didn't want to have Sam children, she couldn't even bear the thought of sharing the same room with him.
Lucy bit her lips and thought of Kane, her boyfriend. After they got into a relationship, he had often kissed her which to her was improper manner but it felt so good to her than rebuking him to stop. Anytime he kissed her, he always squeeze her breasts and gets hard. Tomorrow will mark his death anniversary. Her sister was the only family Lucy had left, for she had not been close to any family members.
"Hmm, sis, Kane used to touch breast and his privates will get hard." Lucy looked down at her clasped hard not dating to look at Sai. "I think a husband does something between a woman's legs with his privates, and that's what makes a baby."
Sai was very still. Her eyes were wide and troubled. She tried to imagine Seth touching her there and shrank from the Idea. She felt as if she couldn't breathe. Dear God, did she have to let him rub his privates against hers? He would have to undresse her and he would have to naked also. Nausea made the back of her throat burn, and she swallowed. The horrible images of Seth's hands on her breasts, pulling up her pyjamas made her head dizzy.
"I won't feel as frightened now, knowing. Thank you." She made her voice firm.
Lucy gave her a little smile. "I don't know much about it, most of them were guesses. We should have asked."
"Then tell me more." She blushed. "I mean when you know for certain."
Respectable women never talked of such sinful things, but Lucy nodded. She didn't feel like daring, only desperate. She and Lucy would have to care for eachother and worked together as a team.
Lucy looked around the room. It was pleasing to the eye. It was in simple colours, larger and airier than she was accustomed to, as we're all the rooms in the house. Tonight she will become a wife and would no longer be called Sai Duah, but Mrs. Sam Mends. Some day she might be a mother. This, it seem, was to be her role in life, and her duty was to fill it impeccably.
She has been raised to be a perfect lady and then a perfect wife, an ornament on a man's arm a capable mistress of his house. In her world women were gentle and graceful, charming and concerned only with women activities.
But when she thought of the coming night, she couldn't stop shivering.
Chrys couldn't get Sai out of his mind. Her glowing face was perfect, and he bet her breasts would be nice and round, instead is dropping like those girls in the clubhouse. Hell, they would lie down for any two-bit saddle tramp who had the price. There wasn't anything special about them but he was sure to get Sai even if it means he had to leave his plans behind he will do it. He looked at his comrade's who were busily watching a football game and wondered what it like to have a family?.