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Then Ronda turned to me with a smile and said, "Have you ever seen a woman naked before — or a picture of one — before this magazine, I mean?"

"Well, I've seen some "pinups" in a couple of Esquire magazines in a barber shop. But those ladies don't look quite like the ones here."

"Oh — how were they different?"

"Well, the Esquire ladies don't have any — uh — any weeds showing."

"Weeds?"

"Well, you know — hair." Finally, I just pointed to what I was talking about.


Ronda laughed. "Oh, you mean pubic hair."

"I guess so. Is that what it's called?"

"Yes, and I know they leave it off the pinup paintings — as if the models had been shaved."

"Okay," I said, becoming more uncomfortable by the minute.

"So you've never seen a girl my age naked?"

"No."

"Would you like to?"

I kind of choked up, trying to answer, and was sure I was red as a beet with embarrassment.

"Well, I guess all boys want to do that sooner or later," I mumbled.

"I've seen my brother naked," she said. "He's in the army now. Once we took a shower together."

"You did — together? How old were you?"

"Fifteen — it was a couple of years ago."

"So you did what — you took the shower back-to-back?"

"Well, we washed each others' backs — but we could see everything."

"Oh, okay — but no big deal then. He's your brother."

"Well, he's still a boy," Ronda replied, seeming somewhat annoyed that I didn't see this as the same titillating experience she apparently did.



Actually, I did view it as being quite titallating — and I was always anxious to please Ronda — so I said, "Yeah, I guess that would be kind of — uh — exciting."

"Well, it was certainly educational. I'd seen pictures of naked guys before, but standing right next to one was a lot different than seeing a picture. And I could tell he found it interesting, too, because his — well, you know — stopped hanging straight down."

Well, mine was standing straight out — and I squirmed around, trying to find a way of sitting on the rock that would hide my little secret — but I think she knew. She glanced down once, and then smiled at me — but didn't say anything.

"So what are you going to do with the magazine — show it to the other boys?"

"No. They'd probably make a big fuss over it, and Mrs. Walsh would find out — and we might all be in trouble."

Ronda gave me another smile and said, "Good idea. But I'm glad you showed it to me. Thank you." Then she gave me a kiss on the forehead and said, "And some of those pictures might just give us a few new things to talk about — and maybe even something to show each other some day."

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