Chapter 8: Your New Life Starts Here

Alvin put his hand up. ‘Leave it at that for now,’ he said. ‘Enjoy your dinner first, then we’ll have a brief chat about it later. It might be a couple of weeks before we can fit in helping you to solve it properly, but you can be assured that we will help you.’

‘What’s more, I’d be very surprised if it wasn’t successful help.’ As Hugh and Nicola looked delighted, the doorbell rang. Ian went and collected the food delivery and went straight into the kitchen to serve it up between the four plates.

‘We’ll move to the table now,’ Alvin told them, and I want you to consider your problem with sex solved, so you can now enjoy your meal to the full. As Hugh and Nicola both looked at him in amazement, Alvin grinned.

‘When a young, engaged couple, who are clearly as happy together as you two are, choose single beds over a double, the problem has to be linked to sex.’ He said with a smile. ‘Don’t worry about it, you’re not alone by a long way.’

As they settled round the table, Ian brought in the four plates of food. Alvin brought out three bowls, one of boiled rice, one of fried rice and one of chips. Then Ian returned and put a bottle of white and a bottle of red wine on the table.

‘I’m going to serve you your first glass of wine,’ Ian told them, ‘But I expect you to feel enough at home by then to top up your own glass whenever you need to.’ He filled his own glass last, then sat down. Silence descended as they all tucked in.

Then conversation returned part way through, in between mouthfuls. They chatted about where they worked. Then Alvin asked if they had any ideas about a wedding date yet. Hugh looked at Nicola before replying. Getting a nod he said, ‘We’ve sort of decided on a date several times.’

‘But it keeps getting moved further ahead.’ he added, sounding sad. ‘It’s my fault,’ Nicola told them, ‘We’re both still virgins.’ she burst out and then looked terribly embarrassed. ‘So are lots of people,’ Alvin said, ‘Even today, lots of folk are still virgins on their wedding day. There’s nothing wrong with that.’

‘But they usually lose it happily on their wedding night, don’t they.’ Nicola said. ‘The idea of our wedding night absolutely terrifies me. I’m so scared, both about doing it and that I would spoil the whole thing for both of us.’

‘Don’t worry,’ Alvin told her, ‘It doesn’t matter what you think your problem is, or even if you actually know. Virtually all problems about sex are due to lack of knowledge. In your cases, I suspect because you have always been too shy about it to ask questions.’

‘Just think about what you’ve told us so far,’ Alvin said, ‘Things I suspect you’ve never told a soul before. If you can do that, you can cope with us teaching you what to do.’ Alvin got up and cleared the plates then sat down as Ian got up and served the desserts.

After desserts Hugh and Nicola were sent to sit on the settee, whilst Alvin and Ian cleared the table and made them all a coffee. Serving their guests, Alvin then sat in the armchair and Ian pulled up a dining chair. They sat and drank their coffee’s.

Then Alvin told them, ‘Before we can help you properly, we’ll need to know a lot more about you both and your problem, but based on what we’ve learned so far, it would seem likely that we will need to teach you all about making love from first date to going to sleep together afterwards.

‘There are several ways of doing that. One, is to sit like we are now and lecture you. Two, is to teach you individually, using your own bodies as the lesson. Three, is to teach you together, using both your bodies and the two of you doing everything yourselves under our guidance.’

‘The last one is the most effective, but the other two will work reasonably well, so when we reach that point it will be your decision. But to give us something to plan with I’m going to ask you a few questions now which, as you will find them very embarrassing, you only need to answer yes or no.’

‘Hugh first. Have you ever caressed Nicolas breasts on the skin?’ ‘No.’ ‘Have you ever seen her naked breasts?’ ‘No.’ ‘Have you ever seen her pubic hairs.’ ‘No.’ Have you ever touched her pubic hairs?’ ‘No.’ Have you dreamt of doing any or all of those?’ ‘Yes.’