Disclaimer- The characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, not me.

BPOV

The next day, I was feeling better after drinking diet ginger ale and eating saltines. Edward had to go to the hospital for a three day shift, unfortunately. Alice had to go to work (which I was happy for, for once), but when I woke up, I decided to try to go to class, anyways. My plan was to avoid my apartment as much as possible. Alice text messaged me several times about what exactly happened in the shower, but I ignored her out of humiliation. Over the next few days, Angela had her baby- a girl named Wendi. I promised to come out and see her, but she asked if Edward's shower would miss me and I quickly said "Gottagobye, loveyou!"

I came home simply to get a change of clothes and some toiletries- I was going to spend the weekend at Edward's to avoid Alice and Jasper's inquiries, but right as I got in, I was ambushed- Alice deadbolted the door, and I was stuck in the apartment.

"Hi, Bella!" she cried.

Angela appeared from the living room. She had the baby with her.

"Do I get to hold Wendi?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"I'm going to nurse her in a second," she said. "But sure." She handed me the baby.

"Sit down! I've got a glass of wine poured for you in the living room!" Alice said. "We have all sorts of stuff to talk about!"

"Alice, really, the other night wasn't what it looked like," I said, feeling weak. My whole body was burning.

"Oh, we'll talk about it," she said, grinning. "We have a lot to talk about."

Maybe it wasn't about the shower. "So, what are we talking about?" I asked.

"Sex."

"Noooo, Alice!" I moaned, clutching the baby to me protectively. Esme had given me the sex education that the Forks school system hadn't given us, and it had been really thorough. I knew what got you pregnant and what didn't, what was good birth control and what wasn't, although I didn't have the chance to put it into action. I would have died if Charlie had tried to talk to me about sex.

"I'm not talking about birth control and that kind of stuff," Alice said. "I'm talking about the actual act."

"I don't want to talk about this," I moaned.

"Well, you are obviously further along than you're telling us," Angela said. "Come on, let's have an all-girl discussion."

I found myself- unwillingly- sitting down in the living room. There was a pile of books on the coffee table and a stack of Cosmopolitan Magazines, too. And then, there was a wrapped package- I was afraid to ask what it was. "Okay, so, tell us what happened last night," Angela said. Alice opened her mouth, but Angela cut her short, "your version of the story."

"I got really sick after the dinner party, and I puked," I said. "Some of it got on me, and when we got home, I still smelled it on myself, and I was too weak to shower by myself, so, he washed me off," I said. "That's all. Nothing else happened!"

"It's okay if something did," Alice said. "You've been dating for two months. Three dates without sex is a long time."

Angela stared, slack-jawed. "You consider three dates a long time?" Angela asked. "I consider a month a long enough wait!"

"Well, yeah," Alice said. "How long did you and Jake wait?"

"Three years!" Angela cried. "How soon did you and Jasper wait?"

"The second date," Alice said. Angela gasped. "O-kay! We came here to talk to Bella about the shower she took with Edward last night."

"Slut!" Angela cried gleefully.

"Ang, shut up!" Alice cried. "We know that you know about birth control and the options and not getting preggers, but what we're trying to talk to you about is pleasing yourself- and him!" I groaned and clapped my hands over my face.

"It's pretty daring to shower together so early," Angela said. "Jake and I didn't shower together until we had been sleeping together for a year!"

"But don't try to have sex standing up in the shower," Alice said. "Unless you can take it bent over. It's already really slippery with all the soap and shampoo and conditioner."

"Oh, totally," Angela said. "It's better to try oral sex or try laying down when you're in there. Oh! Or bent over!" I sat there, my jaw open. Whenever Angela made a reference to sex, I always assumed she did it in the missionary position. She was the minister's daughter. She was so sweet and innocent. Although she drank, I had never seen her sloberingly drunk before. "What's the matter, Bella?"

"Are you guys experienced in having sex in the shower?" I asked.

"Oh, it's one of my favorite places," Alice said. "At Jasper's, at least."

"How did I not know this!"

"Hey, is that Urge?" Angela asked, picking up one of the books.

"Ang, that's porn!" I cried, holding Wendi closer to me. She began to fuss a little.

"No, it's not," she replied. "It's an instructional book."

"You've read it before?" I squeaked.

"Bella, do you need a Xanax?" Alice asked.

"I think so."

"I'll be right back."

"Here, this is a fun position, but it's really advanced," Angela said, flipping the book around as if she was reading a book to a group of children. My jaw dropped, I had to twist my head around to actually understand how it worked; I wasn't sure. Wendi fussed. "Actually, you should try something simpler, like the missionary, or being on top, first, until you're ready to try this. Or something else. Work your way up."

"Ang, I didn't say I wanted to do anything like that," I said.

Wendi began to cry. Angela got up to take Wendi back. "Well, once you get used to it, you'll want to," she said. She was talking about sex like it was recipe for baking cookies for Will's preschool class.

I clapped my hands across my face. "Here, Bella," Alice said. She handed me a Xanax. I took it dry. "Should we give her the present?"

"What is the present, exactly?" I asked, not really wanting to know what it was.

"Well, it's mostly for you, but Edward can use it, too," Alice said, handing it to me.

I groaned, opening it. I pushed it away once I saw what it was- a vibrator- tossing it across the coffee table.

"This is for masturbating!" I cried.

"Couples can use them, too!" Angela cried. The idea of Angela using a vibrator- at all- blew my mind. Jacob was like my brother- what sister wants to think about her brother having sex or using a love toy on his wife? "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I don't know you at all!" I cried. "I thought I knew you, but I don't!"

"These really help in certain positions," Angela said. "Just make sure you hide it in really good spots- Will found it, once, when he was one, because Jake didn't put it away, and I could have killed him."

"Jake didn't put it away right?" Alice asked, giving Angela a look.

"Yes," Angela said.

"Your child found it?!" I cried.

"Yes," she said. Alice burst out laughing. Angela picked up the present. She unwrapped it for me. "This one's like a rocket, so it doesn't look like a penis, it just looks like a cigar."

"Fun stuff," Alice muttered. "These are really great when he's gone or when he has a boys night and can't spend time with you."

The actual reality that Alice, who slept in the room next to mine, was using a vibrator when Jasper couldn't spend the night, actually made me feel like somebody had slapped me. My friends were perverts!

"Yeah, you said that Edward has three-day shifts at the hospital, doesn't he?" Angela asked. "I don't know what I'd do if Jake had to be away so many nights in a row."

I gasped.

"You couldn't tell I use one?" Alice asked.

"Well, I'm pretty doped up at night, I guess," I said sarcastically.

"Oh, did I ever tell you about the times that we stay after everybody goes home at the garage? And we turned off the security cameras and close the blinds-"

"Do you do it on top of people's cars?" Alice asked wickedly.

"Only of the cars of people we don't like," Angela said thoughtfully. "We stay off of our friends and family's cars. He gets really aggressive around people's cars that he hates that he has to work on. It's really funny when they can't figure out that it's my ass print on their hood-"

"I don't want to hear anymore!" I interrupted.

"We've never been able to talk about this with you before, Bella!" Angela cried. Alice was cackling. "I'm so excited, but you don't want to listen!"

"It hasn't happened, yet!" I cried. "Really!"

"You're kidding!" Angela cried. "We only held out for three years because we were still living with our parents and I was wearing that stupid purity ring. You've been with him for two months, and you still haven't jumped his bones?"

Alice snorted to herself. "Maybe we're doing this too soon," she said.

"Yeah, maybe you are," I said, my cheeks burning they were so hot.

"Alright," Alice said. "Let us know when you actually have taken the plunge. Until then, just take the vibrator back into your room and practice."

"I'm not going to use it," I said, defensively. The idea of masturbation seemed so ritualistically wrong to me.

"Sure," she said, smugly. "We'll see after a few more showers."