she never knew

she never knew sex could be loud until she stopped living with her parents. even then she could never bring herself to be loud. it was her roommate, not patient enough to wait for privacy before having sex with different boys. and the porn the roommate watched with the strange boys she braught over, once she was asked to join in, she was on her way out the door and exited without hesitation. there were also the complaints from her lovers. "you don't seem to get into it enough", "it seems like i do all the work", "why don't i turn you on?". ok, so the last one wasn't so much of a complaint as a question. but what if that's all she's got? what if that's as into as she gets, as much work as she wants to do, and what if she doesn't get turned on, at least not like her roommate or any of the girls in her "boyfriends'" videos. but what if that's not it, what if it's him. what if there's someone else out there who likes to make love just the way she does, quiet and soft. not loud at all. and what if these quiet love sessions would open her up, open them up to a new way of making love. more vibrant and tantalizing than the raunchiest of her roommate's sessions. perhaps she just needed someone who didn't try to teach her, but just let her be natural; the way she was supposed to be.