Chapter 11
"Your dad told you about sex like that?" Leif asked the next day.
"Yeah. I think Papi was kind of embarrassed," Michael answered. "His face would get kind of red when I'd ask some stuff."
Leif began to laugh. "What's so embarrassing? Everybody does it. Dad didn't blush. I'm still trying to figure out the two babies thing, though."
"Yeah, me too."
"Hey," Leif added. "I did find some stuff, though."
Michael gave him a look. "What stuff?"
"Some books Dad had stuffed in this little cubbyhole thing in the den. Want to see?"
"Okay, but we got to watch out for Kira."
"She's downstairs on her phone giggling about girl stuff with Tina. She won't bother us, Mom won't be back until tonight, and Dad's far away until Wednesday."
"So why does your dad hide books in the den?"
"Come look and you'll see," Leif replied mischievously. "You'll really get a lesson about girls."
They had gone into the den; Leif was small enough to climb into the tight space and pull out a few magazines, giving one to Michael. "Here, let's check this one out first."
"How'd you find these?" Michael wondered.
"Just goofing around one day," Leif shrugged as Squishy walked over the open magazine.
"Move, Squishy," he said, picking up the cat. "Goofy furball."
"Wow, girls really have this stuff?" Michael asked, wide eyed.
"You got sisters and you never saw this stuff? Geez, dude, you are behind."
"Kind of hard to see them and Mami when the doors are closed all the time, though I hear her and Papi making some weird noises at night sometimes."
"Um, Mikey? That's probably sex. Mom and Dad make that same noise."
"Ewwwwwwwwww!"
"And now she's having twin girls. Eww is right."
"Gee, I'm not having any girls." Michael scrunched his face .
"Me neither," Leif agreed. "They're too dumb and weird."
"They even look weird with no clothes on," Michael said, studying the nude pictures.
"Guys?" they heard Kira call from downstairs. "Where are you? I'm ordering dinner."
"Aw, man!" Leif exclaimed, gathering up the magazines and hurriedly stuffing them in the cubbyhole before the boys went back to his room.
"Oh there are you rascals," Kira grinned, finding them several minutes later. "So anything in particular a couple of hungry guys want to eat?"
"Pizza?" Michael inquired.
"With all kinds of junk on it!" Leif chimed in.
"You boys are going to look like a pizza," Kira laughed, "but okay. Come on down; I have some movies."
"Awesome," Leif nodded before she left to go back downstairs.
"You don't think she suspected anything, do you?" Michael asked lowly.
"I doubt it," Leif shook his head. "Girls are dumb, remember?"
"Well, at least now I know what one looks like with no clothes on. Between that and the sex talk thing from Papi, I'm not even sure I want to get married when I grow up."
"Me neither," Leif replied. "Maybe you and me can live together instead. Come on, let's go eat our junk pizza when it gets here."