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I missed you. I missed you, too.

Oh, my God. Someone told me you gotta get

out of here. Okay, hurry. Just get out on

the deck. Hurry. Never mind.

Just hide.

Hey, kiddo. Hey,

Abby. What. What are you doing here? Uh,

yeah, I called Abby because I wanted a

woman's perspective. So you called Kate's

sister? What about Kate?

Okay, well, let's all sit and talk.

Yeah.

Oh, okay. So. So.

So. Sex. I know.

If you can barely say it, you certainly

shouldn't be having it. I. I didn't say

it. You did. Look, and here's the thing.

Whether it's the awkward fumblings of your

first lover or the full body assault of

a traffic school instructor, I'm not sure

what's happening. You don't want to end up

in a situation that you're not prepared

for. Yeah, I would just say put it off

till college.

Is this a sex talk? It's more of

an anti sex talk. There are many other

ways to get the same feeling without

actually having sex. Flexible shower

heads, vibrating back massagers. The spin

cycle of a front load washing machine.

The thing to remember is that you're only

a virgin once, right? Okay, I got it.

Can this be over now? A bad first

experience could have negative

consequences. Like diseases that make you

go blind. I think what Baze is trying to

say is that the most meaningful sex

happens between two people who have known

each other for a long time. Since high

school, maybe. You know, people that have

reconnected after years apart.

No, what I'm

trying to say is that it's

best to do it with someone that you love.

And you barely know. Jones. Oh.

Okay. Okay, I got it. And if I swear that

I'm not having sex with Jones, and I don't

plan on having sex with Jones, can this

just be over now? Yes. Okay.

Awesome talk. Good chat, kiddo. Great.

Okay,

you lied to my face. It's not like that.

Then what's it like? Before I left, you

and Jones were riding around on my bike

together. Now you're talking about having

sex with him. I'm not having sex with him.

We're just going to the winter formal.

It's nothing. So, what, now you're dating

a quarterback pretending to be, what, the

prom queen? I'm not pretending to be

anything except normal. Maybe I'm just

trying to have a normal life for one. And

that's why you wanted me to come home? So

you could rub your normal life in my face?

No, you don't. I didn't do anything wrong,

bug. You weren't around. You bailed.

I didn't even know if you were coming

back.

I felt like hell when you left. Now you

show up and somehow make me feel even

worse. I thought you said

you wanted to change.

Doesn't feel that much different to me.

Wow. You look.

Wow.

Here. Oh. Incarnations. That's hilarious.

You want me to help you

put it on?