Unfortunately for them both, maybe, Bob didn't know the first thing about... well, about first times for a girl. It wasn't exactly something he'd ever asked about, and it hadn't come up in conversation among the Marines. Yes, they'd complained that sometimes women wanted a lot of lead-in time, and that they got pretty angry when they didn't get it, but he'd never been sure if that was just a personal preference. Now he was starting to wonder if it really wasn't, and maybe he hadn't done enough.

Summer insisted she was all right, that it was normal, but he wasn't sure - how could it be normal for something like this to hurt? "Are you sure? Maybe I should - we can stop. I can do more, maybe I didn't do enough - " He knew they were so close to being all but inseparable, but he didn't want it to hurt, he wanted this to be special, to feel good for them both. How could he enjoy himself if she wasn't? He wasn't that kind of man. He looked up at her face, risking moving one hand enough to touch her cheek. "Tell me what to do."