Shona thought of another question. "What does a man expect of a woman? I would have no inkling what to do." 	Isobel waved a hand. "He will show you soon enough. Anyway, it will come to you as if 'twas something you'd always known. Accepting his kisses and kissing him back. Touching him. Men loved to be touched."	"Where?"	"Anywhere," Isobel snickered. "I remember one thing that surprised me the first time. Although I should have known considering how men are always staring down at my breasts."	Shona felt her eyes widen again, then tried to hide her shock.	"Men love to kiss and suckle nipples," Isobel whispered. 	"Heavens, you cannot be serious." Shona felt like the most naive person on earth at that moment. 	"Indeed, I am. That is why they're always gawking at women's breasts, even when they're covered my layers of clothing. They also like to fondle, squeeze, kiss and stroke them."	Shona cleared her throat. She had never imagined such a thing.
Vonda Sinclair, My Daring Highlander
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