Two Daughters
Copyright© 2021 by DB86
Chapter 8
“Paul, what kind of lady do you like?” Sabrina asked me one day out of the blue.
I immediately thought of Mary’s dark cap of hair.
We were painting Sabrina’s bedroom walls with a beautiful salmon paint with accents in a bright shade of sunny yellow. She had chosen the colors herself. She had paint on the tip of her nose, her cheeks, her hands, and her arms.
“I don’t care much about looks, but personality,” I answered sincerely.
However, the image of Mary’s long legs and small round breasts came to my mind. I hadn’t been sexually active in a long time. It was good to know I could still lust after a woman.
“Just a plain hometown girl,” I added.
“There are a lot of the women like this in Middleton. How come you don’t date?”
“I’m not what you’d call a great catch.”
“But you’ll never get married this way. Even I know you have to date before you can hit a home run.”
“Where did you hear that?” I narrowed his eyes.
“I overheard some older girls at my school talking about it.”
“What do you think a home run is?”
“Getting married.”
I breathed out a sigh of relief. “No, it’s not that.”
“Then it must be sex. I wasn’t sure. But you guys kind of need that, too, right?”
“What? No ... Well, yes ... but ... You should talk with your mother about this.”
“I already know about the birds and the bees, silly.”
That started Sabrina on another fit of laughter that was so contagious I joined her.
“Mom said you were married before.”
“Yes, I was.”
“Why did she divorce you?”
“Do you know what cheating is?”
She nodded. “It’s when you copy your answers from someone else in a test.”
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