looked at Destiny. "Wait," I said. but I said it through
her. "Wait."
Tyler stopped, a confused smile on his face.
"What?"
"Are you prepared? Are you ready for this?" My lips didn't move. He turned and looked at
Destiny and then back at me. "What are you doing?" "She's right," I said. "We have to be careful. I
don't want to get pregnant. That would be horrible
right now. Are you prepared?"
He thought a moment and shook his head. "Then let's wait until you are. Tyler. Please," I
said.
He nodded and sat back with a dazed look on
his face. I saw his eyebrows rise and fall with the ebb
and flow of his thoughts as he gazed at Destiny. The
foggy look lifted away from his face and left behind
his thoughtful, more intelligent expression. He turned
to me.
"You're right, of course, but why did you throw
your voice through the doll to say it?" He smiled at
me, but it w
as a smile of confusion and even a little
annoyance.
"I don't know. I just... it seemed to be what she
would say."
"She? She? It's a doll. April."
"I meant, what she would say if she were really
sitting there.' "You think we would do this in front of
someone?"
"You know what I mean. Tyler."
He thought and then he glanced at Destiny and
buckled up his pants. I started to dress as well. "Tell me this. Did you enjoy being with a male,