Grant took a chair and tried not to stare at the other people who occupied seats in the classroom. He had spoken with only one other person when he entered and he was too embarrassed to introduce himself to any more. After all, what would he say to someone else who had the same problem as he did?
He pulled the brochure from the pocket of his jacket and busied himself with reading it until he could safely glance up at the others. The woman he'd spoken to was seated almost directly across from him. Helena was her name, he remembered. Older than him for sure but nice, clean and polite. He wondered why she would be here. She was talking to a thin blonde who seemed to jump every time the door slammed after someone entered. In his mind, that marked her as being someone who was being subjected to violence although he couldn't be sure.
A man with bright red hair sat next to him, nursing the remains of something that had been made with cinnamon and looked like he wanted to be anywhere else but here. The last of the group was another gent, this one with strawberry blonde hair and a scruffy beard peppered with gray. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be napping but Grant doubted that, considering that he was slumping closer to the blonde in an attempt to look down her blouse.
"Good afternoon!" The leggy brunette that strode in was a fresh breath of confidence in a room full of uncertainty. She would be Sunny, the instructor. He wasn't sure that that word correctly described her responsibilities. "Welcome to the Virginity for Dummies class." The red head snickered and she threw an angry glance at him, quieting him instantly. She took a seat near him, beaming as she lowered herself into the chair. "I'm Sunny. Let's go around and introduce ourselves, first names only, and tell what you want to achieve in this class."
Her blue eyes fell on Helena and the older lady turned to address our group. "My name is Helena." She looked down at her lap, clenching and unclenching her hands together. "And I've never had an … an orgasm."
"Ooo, baby! I could take care of that for you!" The napping gent muttered, cracking an eye open.
"That will be quite enough of talk like that or you can just leave!" Properly admonished, the man settled back into silence and Sunny turned to Helena. "Welcome, Helena."
When Sunny's eyes traveled to the blonde, the woman looked like a deer caught in the headlights. She sat stiffly upright in the chair, her eyes flitting to each person like a hummingbird to a flower and even jumped when Helena reached over and patted her leg.
