"So, how are things with the your girlfriend?"
"More or less the same."
"Really? No changes now that you've moved in together?"
"Changes?"
"I think you know what I'm talking about, son."
"Oh! Ha! Um... I mean... not really. No. Pretty much."
"Pretty much? You two are having sex, aren't you?"
"Dad! Come on!"
"What? You're a man now. We're men. That's the sort of shit men talk about."
"Not with your dad!"
"Sure with you dad. Who better to guide you?"
"I don't know."
"Come on, man up. You and Allie are fucking, right?"
"Yeah."
"That wasn't so hard. She your first?"
"Yeah."
"Were you hers?"
"Yes."
"Fuck off! Sorry, son, I just don't believe it. A hot little blond like that hasn't been with more than one boy. You lucked out."
"I guess so."
"You guess so? Damn, kiddo, have you seen your girl? She' a bombshell and you're... well, you're you. Hey. Come on. Don't sulk. I'm just being honest with you. You're a good kid, but no one expects a girl like Allie to spend her life with a guy like you."
"What do you mean? Why not?"
"Look, I can see you're getting upset. We can change topics if you want."
"It's fine."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. What did you mean people don't expect her to be with me?"
"You're going to make me say it?"
"I won't be upset. I wont. Just say it."
"Okay, you asked for it. Kid, you're sweet, but you don't strike me as being adventurous, outgoing, assertive. Girls like that shit."
"Not all girls."
"Yes. All girls. Allie included. They want a man who can surprise them, excite them, get their motor running. You must be doing something right though if she's still with you. What's it been now, little over a year?"
"Well, sometimes. Not all the time. We have our fights."
"About what?"
"You know."
"Sex?"
"Yeah. Sometimes."
"What's wrong? You want it too much?
"No!"
"You know, you may not think so, but sometimes girls don't want it as much as we do."
"No, it's not that!"
"Then what?"
"I don't know."
"You want to do some freaky stuff?"
