<em>~Mila at dinner~</em><br/><br/>Mila sat quietly, listening to the banter that had taken a very racy turn.  She could feel the heat on her cheeks, and knew she was blushing.  It wasn't that she was offended by the talk; quite the contrary, in fact.  She just wasn't used to people being so open about sexuality.  Growing up in a very religious home, such matters weren't discussed openly.  And she'd never been around a lot of other people, so men and women sharing so openly was something she'd have to get used to.<br/><br/>She knew that part of what she would experience here was sex.  Miss Taylor had been very clear that although she would not be forced into anything uncomfortable, this was not a G-rated experiment.  It wasn't the focus of why they had gathered, but it would be important to getting to know one another and to falling in love.  And she knew that at least some of the sex would be in a group setting.  In every part of her being, she felt like she was ready for that.  And from Nicci's comment, it was clear that everyone else here was prepared for it, too.<br/><br/>She hadn't considered until then that the others would have been more experienced than she was sexually.  She had only been with one person, but their intimacy had been frequent and adventurous.  But now she was realizing that her idea of "adventurous" may pale in comparison to the others here.  The thought both scared her and excited her.  What if they wanted someone with more experience?  But surely she would not have been chosen if Miss Taylor, and whoever else was running this experiment, had not felt like she was right for the others.<br/><br/>She listened to the easy banter and looked at the others.  Mila couldn't see Nicci from where she sat, but she thought of the woman's reaction to her when they first met.  Already there was a connection there.  And Mari.  Mari was a natural leader, completely relaxed even in this situation.  Mila's gut told her Mari and Nicci would help to ease her into this lifestyle.  In turn, she looked at the men.  Already, a bond had been formed with Vince.  He was as charming as he was gorgeous.  He had been doing so much to put her at ease, and she had a feeling that he would be the one she turned to when she wanted to have some fun.  And Bo... she wasn't sure why, but the look that he'd given her after she'd spoken of herself had warmed her.  Bo gave her a sense of belonging, of<em>home</em>.  She glanced then at Marcus.  He was sitting next to her, but he was the one she had the least of a grasp on.  He was so easygoing and sure of himself.  Next to him, she felt small, but not insignificant.  She had a feeling that Marcus knew exactly how to handle any situation he was placed in.  She found that she was eager to know him better.<br/><br/>A small smile played on Mila's lips.  She may not be entirely comfortable with the banter, but she did know that she wanted to be.  Looking into Vince's eyes, she said, "I may not know anything about toads, but I'm a quick learner, Vince.  I'll volunteer to make yours stiff."