He would look to her seriously, and he would nod, not knowing this stuff about her. Nor did he once wish to know until all of this happened and it really made him feel like shit. He would lightly rub her arm, and then stopped when she mentioned shaving. She was opening up, and he wanted her to, and he did not for once get turned on by shaving, it just kind of came up behind him and bit his ass. He did not know all girls shaved, for he had seen some, not nessisarily slept with. But seen. There were games and he had been to enough parites. " I am sorry you have to loo to others for that information. I could not help either, I well, you know. And please, we can talk about periods and other things. But not shaved. I did not know girls worried about that, and why did Jess not help you. You used to be best freinds and they talk don't they? I know I talk about her like that, but she is nice, or to me. "<br/><br/>" I know they expect such things, its guys hormones and fantasies. You think its easier for me. I don't go up to dad and just ramble off about seeing Jess in a bikini, and popped a hardon. Or one time when I wrestled playfully with her, I accidently came."<br/><br/>He sighed. " If you need a date not expecting some and want to go. I can rent a tux. Don't worry I can get a haircut and act like...Hm someone else if your ashamed. And I'll kick their ass if they laugh at you."