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Dating Lessons	By : saritat9 Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 9721 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dating Lessons

Lesson One: Touching - Bella

I didn’t think this was such a good idea, but how to convince Edward of that? When he got something in his head he was as impossible to derail as his sister, Alice. What was even more troubling, I truly couldn’t fathom why he would care about my inexperience enough to actually take action himself. Sure, he was a very good friend, but I was on the assumption that guys rarely sacrificed themselves if it involved having sex with someone they weren’t terribly attracted to.

Then there was the other assumption, a cliché really, that all men would gladly stick it into anything and anyone that moved. So far I had only met men that were far more particular.

Of course I didn’t want to do it with some sleaze who just wanted to lay anyone, but it wasn’t doing good for my self esteem that no one had ever even tried to work for it. How stupid did the man have to be if he didn’t realize how much he could gain from just a little sweet talk? It seemed that no one would bother to sweet talk me into anything, even Mike Newton.

Mike was the closest thing that I had ever had to a boyfriend, but we hadn’t dated long until he went back to his ex-girlfriend, Jessica Stanley. I guess that made me his rebound girl…or even worse, the girl that put him off enough to go back to that…witch. I hadn’t gotten along with Jessica even in school, but still calling her a witch even in my own head made me feel guilty.

I did go on dates, especially first dates. I preferred group outings where the pressure was less. Maybe I had too many guy friends. I thought of Emmett and how he could intimidate lesser men into submission and fleeing the scene with a single glance. Wimps! I definitely wanted a man that would be able to face a stare down from Emmett Cullen.

If I were completely honest, Edward was sort of my hero. I had known him since I was a little girl. My parents had divorced when I was just a baby and my dad Charlie stayed in Forks while my mom Renee, moved to Phoenix. I lived with Charlie most of the year and the holidays with Renee. It wasn’t an ideal solution, but better than listening to their fighting, I guess. I loved them both and I knew they loved me, so it wasn’t terrible.

Anyway, I first got to know Edward as Alice’s big brother. Or rather, as Alice’s other big brother. Emmett was the big brother, even then. Alice was my first friend and she’s still my best friend after all these years. Edward was two whole years older than Alice and me, and that had made him seem so grown up and wise. He teased us, took care of us and sometimes got us into trouble. Alice and I adored him, and we adored Emmett. Emmett was a year older than Edward and he was always bigger and bulkier than anyone his age. He always said what was on his mind, and he was a good person to spend time with,

Edward had unruly copper hair that always stuck out and green eyes with light brown flecks in them. He was average height and lean, but he had hidden strength in his arms. I knew that, because he liked picking up either Alice or me and then twirling us around like rag dolls. He was an ideal big brother, really. Especially to an only child like me.

I was always scrawny and pale, and lo and behold, I still am. I know I’m not unattractive but I’m not anything special to look at, either. My hair is medium brown and my eyes are a darker brown. I have a nice enough face with clear skin (my best physical feature, I’m sure) and modest curves. Yes, I would have liked to be curvy, but the odds just weren’t in my favour.

So now I was going to be getting dating lessons from Edward Cullen, my childhood hero and my first adolescent crush. The man who could get any woman he wanted. How…thoroughly embarrassing.

And what were we going to tell Alice and the others, or had he already taken care of that? I didn’t know how I would have taken it if I were her. It was a bit strange, wasn’t it, your own brother offering to teach your best friend so she could get rid of her virginity.

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“The first lesson should be in touching.” Edward informed.

“Touching? I thought kissing was the first base.”

“No no no. If we were doing this correctly, we would have started with subtle glances, and me finally asking you out on a date. Of course you could have also been the aggressor. After the date and a possible peck on the cheek there would be more dates and talk, until the touching.”

“So what does this ‘touching’ of yours entail?”

“Just simple things, like my hand on your arm, my breath on your neck and by your ear. After that we would kiss, and I would touch you on top of your clothes, then under your clothes, and so on. But those are lessons two and three, possibly four.”

“How many lessons are there, anyway?”

Edward scrunched up his face in thought, and replied, “Five, I think.”

“And five is the intercourse.” I made sure.

“Yes.” Edward was all business and it made me feel even more uncomfortable.

“I’m still not sure if this is a good idea. And what did you tell Alice?”

“I don’t think Alice and the others need to know about this arrangement. We can tell them if you want, but I thought you might appreciate some privacy. I did however talk to Alice about the possibility of a slight makeover –“

“Slight makeover? You know Alice doesn’t do slight makeovers and I don’t want to end up looking like some Vogue hussy.”

“I may have gotten over exited there, but I promise I’ll make sure you won’t look like a hussy. Although, who knows, maybe the look would suit you and get more men interested in you.”

“So you’re saying that men aren’t interested in me because I dress comfortably and conservatively? Not all of us have Rosalie’s figure or Alice’s confidence and fashion sense, you know! I just want to be me. If the guy can’t get it up for me like that, he’s not the one.” I snapped. Rosalie was Emmett’s fiancée. She was fierce; blond and tall and the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. And Alice, petite and delicate Alice with her cropped black hair…why would I even try to compete?

Edward stared at me like he had never seen me before. It would have been funny if it wasn’t so infuriating.

“Did…did you just use the phrase ‘can’t get it up for me’ in reference to a man’s privates? I’m shocked!”

“Gah! This is what I’ve been trying to tell you all this time! Even though I may be a ‘blushing virgin’ the thought of a man’s privates isn’t completely new to me. I am 23 years old. I have hormones! I have fantasies. I have—“

I stopped in mid-rant, realizing what I had been saying. All of my blood rushed to my cheeks and I wished I could just crawl under a rock and hide.

“You have fantasies?” Edward asked, smirking.

“Of course I do. I’m not telling about them to you, though, you nosy bastard.”

“Oh, why not. It would be interesting, and give me an idea of what I’m working with.”

“Alright. Perhaps when we get closer to the fifth base or lesson or whatever it is. But not now.”

“Bellaaaa!” he whined, trying to dazzle my secrets out of me.

“Forget it. Now let’s get to the touching already!”

“At least you’re eager, Bella.”

He sounded husky but I knew it wasn’t because of me or the situation, but because he was supposed to sound husky before touching a woman. He was doing it for my benefit, but I found myself hoping that he would have reacted more genuinely, even if it had made him seem less enthusiastic.

Edward got up and dimmed the lights in his small living room and came to sit next to me on the couch.

“Does this make you uncomfortable?” he whispered.

I pondered the pros and cons of answering honestly, but decided to bite the bullet and tell him the truth.

“A bit.”

“Is it because of me?” Edward asked looking completely serious for a change.

“Yea. But let’s just get on with it.”

“You sure can stroke a man’s ego.”

I wanted to tell him that his ego wasn’t the only thing of his that I would have liked to stroke but thought better of it. I wanted to make this easier, not harder, and I wasn’t such an expert on stroking men anyway. I wouldn’t have wanted to mess it up, even with my volunteered guinea pig.

I twitched like I had been electrocuted when I felt him touch me, though it was only his hand on my wrist. He stroked my hand slowly towards the tips of my fingers, all the while murmuring soothing words as if to a frightened bird. I let out a small sigh, pushing myself almost imperceptibly towards him before I even realized what I was doing. I felt mortified, and Edward laughed softly.

”It’s alright Bella. You’re supposed to show a man you like his touch. Only if you really do of course; if you don’t you have my permission to knee him in the groin.”

Both of us laughed a little, but my laugh sounded shrill even to my own ears.

Next, Edward moved his hand on my arm and leaned towards my neck where he just breathed in and out. Suddenly my heart started beating like an irregular jack hammer as I felt a long, slow lick on my neck and then he blew on the same exact spot. I was covered in goose bumps and I was certain that all the hairs on my neck were standing out straight. This couldn’t still be the first base, could it?

As if sensing my thoughts Edward pulled away from me and smiled briskly.

“I guess that’s enough for tonight. Lesson two will be kissing.”

I trembled, and hoped that he didn’t catch it.
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