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We had made love.
In the glorious sunlight, in a beautiful secret place of natural bushland, my Thien had ridden me for the first time. Climbed over me, put me inside her, went from tears to pleasure, to joy. Time had been interrupted for me: how long was it? What time was it? I didn't know, didn't care.
Finally we untangled our legs, put just our shirts on and sat side by side enjoying the view.
"Out here, with you, naked, making love, is perfect."
Thien poked me. "Not more Vietnamese poetry!"
"You are my Vietnamese poem. You are a poem walking the earth, a vision."
"You're silly. I'm not. I'm not even good looking."
Woah. Suddenly we were in risky territory. I knew the wrong word could crush her, and spoil the whole day. Why do girls fret about their appearance so much? Don't you realise us guys like you as you are? Wish me luck, everyone...
"You look good. To me, you are everything, you are graceful, lively, intelligent. You are an angel."
"But look at my hips. No hips. I got no tits. And my hair, just straight and black - sometimes I hate it, hate it all." I felt the tension rise. I put an arm around her.
I needed to change the subject. "When is Thuy coming back?"
Thien relaxed a little. "I don't know. She said three hours. I guess we'll see her coming. Funny, when she suggested this picnic I was surprised. I knew she had a boyfriend around here some time ago, So maybe that's who she went to visit. Seems a bit odd though."
"She seems a good friend."
"Oh yes. The best you could have. I trust her completely. I tell her everything and she gives me good advice. About boys especially. She helped me find the doctor for the Pill."
"So you've told her about us?"
"Of course! And about Talaya before you." Lucky girl.
"What will you tell her about today?"
"Well mister, I can't possibly tell you, can I? It's a secret for the girls." She poked and pulled me. "Mr Strong Arms. Mr Hairy Balls. Mr Big Dick."
Someone giggled.
Giggling is that cheerful, carefree sound. Giggling means happy people. When you hear someone giggling it should make you happy and relaxed. Jolly. It made us rigid with tension. Someone was there. Who? Had they seen us? What would they do? Thien leaned against me and I instinctively tightened my arm around her shoulders. I don't think we even breathed.
Some bushes nearby parted, and Thuy stumbled into view. She was smiling but seemed flushed and uncertain. Thien looked astonished, then her eyes flashed fury. Thuy tried to brave it out.
"Hey, sexy sister. Hello Mr Sexy Man!"
"Thuy! What the hell? When – how long have you been there?"
"When Mr Sexy Man stood on the ledge. I can't believe he didn't notice me. Pale, but nice body! Nice cock!"
"But weren't you seeing a friend?"
"You mean Van? He moved away years ago. He showed me this place - and a few others before that. When you talk about this new boy I thought about this place. You wanted a special place for your first time. I wanted my little sister's first time to be perfect in every way." Thuy faltered. She was biting her lip. "Oh Thien, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have watched, but I love you and I wanted it to be the best, especially with this nice boy. I couldn't stop myself. And you, you are so pretty and clever and slim and I am fat and ugly. You are all perfect."
Abruptly Thuy sat down near us and burst into tears. Thien knelt down and hugged her close. They spoke softly in Vietnamese. Thien stroked her hair while she sobbed. Thuy was saying something which Thien seemed uncertain about. There were lots of glances at me. Presently Thien looked up.
"Thuy think you very nice. Very kind to me. She want some." The high emotion and the Vietnamese was spoiling Thien's grammar. "She want you to touch her."
"An toi."
"And, eat her. You want to?"
Seriously? Thuy and me? And Thien would be, I dunno, watching? Looking away? Was this a trick question anyway? I studied Thien's face, hoping to see an answer. She gave me a tender look as she held Thuy in her arms. It was okay. Boy, my Thien can be one naughty angel sometimes.
"I will," Thuy's face brightened. "if Thien and me both do it." Thien's face looked astonished. Thuy was taken aback, so I spoke to her.
"Look, you love her. I love her. She loves you. We should be together. We be kind, and we don't do anything we feel uncomfortable about."