Talia and Mars were hanging out at their favorite park after getting another kidnapping bounty taken care of. They raided a 7-Eleven for some late-night snacks and Talia rolled them a few joints before they came to the park. She was currently hanging upside down on the monkey bars while Mars was sitting on them next to her. They smoked and got through half of their snacks, but Talia was basking in the moonlight. She loved living in Charming because the nights were cool enough to be outside in without getting cold.

"Mars?" She called.

"Yeah?"

"We're friends and stoner buddies and all that, right?"

"Are you breaking up with me?"

"Shut up, I'm being serious." She pulled herself up and sat on the bars facing him.

"You know we're friends, Tal. What's on your mind?"

"…if I asked you to do something for me because I needed to understand something, would you do it?"

He shrugged, then nodded. "Probably. What'd you need?"

"I kinda think I might be a little bit into guys."

"What else is new?"

"Not like, 'Oh, he's hot' into guys like, I think I might be able to possibly be with a guy."

"Oh."

"Yeah, oh." She sighed. "But, I don't know for sure yet and I don't wanna get a boyfriend and I don't like what he's doing and I freak out. I just…I need someone I'm comfortable with to help me figure out what the fuck's going on, but I can't go to Juice 'cause he's like my big brother and that'd be weird. I can't ask Jax 'cause he's not on the same brotherly level as Juice, but I still see him as family. Ethan, Dylan and Josh are my bandmates and we all swore that we wouldn't start crushing on each other for the sake of our band. So that leaves…you."

Mars jumped down from the bars and pulled Talia off the bars to stand in front of him. Even under the pale moonlight, he could see her flushed cheeks. "What do you want me to do?"

"I-I think if I just get some kinda…close interaction, I'll know what-"

Marshall's hand cupped her cheek, turned her to face him and he kissed her. It was gentle enough that she could push him away and he didn't try to slip his tongue into her mouth.

He understood what she was asking him before she even plainly requested it and he had no problem with it at all. Talia told him that she literally had no intimate, consensual contact with a man and he wanted her to know that there were men in this world who wouldn't hurt her. He wanted to let her know that being with a man could be a good thing, that it could be just as arousing and safe as it was with a girl.

Talia was completely rigid. A shower of coldness drenched her from head to toe and she hated every second that this was going on because she was scared. Happy taught her not to fear anything and she was not going to be afraid of a man kissing her or touching her for the rest of her life. She refused to.

So, she tried to relax. She remembered that this was Mars, her stoner alien-boy from space. She remembered all the times they've gotten stoned together, with and without Juice, how he'd give her guitar lessons when she wanted to learn a new song. She remembered his sweet smile and his kindness, how he was giving her this experience because he was her friend and that he cared.

And all the chilling fear began to melt away.

Talia kept thinking of fond memories with Marshall and in turn, her body began to react. Her skin warmed and goosebumps were raised. She could feel a tingling feeling starting to grow low in her belly. Her arms wrapped around Marshall's neck and her hips began to ease forward until she felt his growing erection against her stomach.

Mars took baby steps with her. His hand fell from her now flushed cheek and he wrapped his arms around her waist to keep her pressed into him. He tested the waters and slowly swiped his tongue along her bottom lip in a tender request for admittance.

"Did that, um…did you get your answer?" Marshall was still panting a bit and all he could focus on was how hard his cock was and Talia's soft lips.

Talia nodded at his question. Her mind was a bit hazy and she realized that she was incredibly horny at the moment. She could feel her puckered nipples and her panties were damp with her arousal. Usually, she'd have been ripping hers and whatever girl she picked up's clothes off and falling into bed.

But she wasn't with a girl, she was with a man.

She couldn't have gone all the way with a guy, not so soon after experiencing her first kiss with one. She sure as hell couldn't sleep with Mars either. Kissing was one thing, but having that experience had to wait and she didn't want to get romantically attached to Mars either. If he could be her...tester, of some sort, a man she was comfortable testing the waters with, and they could still be friends, that'd be perfect.

"I'm so screwed." She sighed.