"Honestly? Wrong person to ask, but I'm guessing it isn't supposed to hurt forever."

If there was a shade of red brighter than the color of her face, Miriam would have been surprised. Like he would know. What was she thinking asking Noah? Why was she talking about this with Noah? Of course now he was helping fix her notes, so she couldn't flee the library in embarrassment. She couldn't believe she'd told Noah that! Really, sex was supposed to be good. Right? That's why everyone did it so much, or so she'd heard.

"Just because he was a decent guy and didn't take advantage of you being trashed doesn't mean he wouldn't jump at the chance to tell you what he wants."

"He might tell me, but I can't ask!" Apparently Noah didn't understand that Miriam was about the least likely to ever utter the words necessary to ask Grant what he wanted her to do in bed out of anyone in the universe. It seemed obvious to Mim now that Noah wouldn't know what Grant wanted or liked. Noah wasn't the one shagging her, thank god. No offence to him, but… well you know. She wasn't stupid enough to ask Noah what he did like. There were things in life Miriam could except that she would never, and should never understand. Gay sex was one of them.

"If McKinney didn't think you were attractive he wouldn't be dating you, but I guess there is no harm in ensuring he doesn't ever spare Darling another glance."

Mim jerked up. "Was he glancing at her to begin with?" Not Gail. Gail Darling? Miriam would have know that her best friend was interested in Gail, he would have told her. He was obviously not interested in Gail now, or he'd better not be. "Do you think he'd dump me for Gail?" Mim couldn't, or rather didn't want to, imagine that. Gail wasn't as smart or as pretty as Mim. At least Mim liked to think she was smarter and prettier than Gail, heaven knew she was a better Quidditch player than Gail was, and probably a better kisser. "He's not… I mean he wasn't…. He wouldn't be interested in Gail." She insisted, mostly just to reassure herself.

"I mean McKinney is probably glad to be getting any action at all,"

She frowned slightly at Noah, who was turning back to her notes. What did he mean by that? Did he think she was bad at sex? It wasn't exactly her fault. She'd not exactly had a lot of practice. She supposed that if she'd been more active in trying to get some she might have. But did he have to say it like that. Any Action at all? How did he know Mim wasn't a natural in bed? Mim knew she wasn't, but Noah… Noah wasn't interested in sex with girls how the hell would he know good straight sex from bad straight sex? He wouldn't that's how. And So Mim resolved to ignore this comment, and his opinion that her performance was not up to par.

"I take it you didn't do anything aside from the actual sex?"

Mim was slightly taken a back, what a rude question, what surprised her even more was that she was answering it. "We kissed… and touched a bit, what else are we suppose to do?" Honestly. They'd done quite a lot, in Miriam's opinion. She'd never let any other guy put his… near her… well she'd never even gotten close to having sex with a boy. She'd never let a guy take her out of her shirt, let alone had sex till she started dating Grant. Everyone said that them dating was just another step of their friendship, well her mother did anyway, but was sex just another step of that? Did girls always end up sleeping with their best friends? And if everyone was running around doing this all the time why the hell didn't she know more about it?

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