she giggles. "rape on which end? i dont think vara asks for anything. she tells!" teresa hesitates slightly when he says she is wrong about being average." you are so very sweet,derrick. maybe a bit blind,but sweet. and yes,i can bake just about anything.i am not like good enough for my own tv show...but pretty close." she says proudly.

teresa shakes her head. "if he did,i dont remember." she says softly,getting rather nervous as to where this might be leading. derrick doesnt strike her as the gay type. his fro is far too unkempt for that.

"i really like you too,derrick. you're sweet.you have a fro,you play drums. whats not to like?" she says,rather obvious to what is going on.then it dawns on her. "are you...saying..?" she points to herself,then to him.

teresa stops walking for a second.she puts her hand on her hip,pondering the situation thoroughly before nodding quickly and hugging him. "yes! " she says happily. "before you get to excited,i dont plan on losing my virginity in a rusty van." she giggles. "i promise to not be as crazy as vara.."as" being the operative word."

"why?" she krinkles her nose. "you carried my drunk self half way over all of... Saskatoon? i dont know where it was. you've been nothing but an angel throughout this whole thing." she squeals an unspecific sound and grabs his hand. "wow....my first boyfriend at 23. i swear i'm normal.i dont have a penis or 30 cats at home."

"ooh,the deadly friendzoner." she shakes her head. "i'd never do that to someone.it's cruel...well,i'd hope not.i do have a cruel streak i need to work on."she says sadly. she pulls her shirt up to her waist,revealing her rather form fitting trousers. "nope. just ovaries! " she grins. she touches his face. "i know you arent the sort to....um get what you want and leave. thats why i said yes to you." she squeezes his hand. enjoying the way it feels.

when kissed she giggles madly.she puts her arms around him." that felt amazing. i want to try." she kisses him lightly on the cheek,leaving a smudge of lipstick. "so...um...how many girls have fell under the spell of the afro'd wonder? "she asks looking at her new boyfriend. "i dont care if it's like a zillion. i just want to know."

"both" she says."unless this makes you feel weird,then just say so. " she shrugs to let him know it really isnt important.

"did you visit a prostitute?" she asks doing the math. to document her own experience she recalls her experience. "i frenched a friend when we were 15. she started dating this guy,and wanted to get the kissing down.so she practiced on me....i dont know if it helped or not." she says with a laugh.

she touches his hair. "the fro bagged another one? " she giggles. " you are...clean,though,right? i am deathly afraid of catching.....stuff." she admits. "i only kissed my friend,you horn dog!" she laughs. "it was for research!"