This one had a plot!!! The main characters somehow managed to have chemistry despite (or perhaps b/c of) appallingly divergent conversations…the awkwardness of which was generally amusing. The gradual “de-flowering” of the virgin was uncomfortably realistic. This is “friction” at its finest, shall we say.
“She understood the long, thick hardness so intimately snuggled where it shouldn’t be. His manhood. Though she had never felt an erection pressed against her, she had heard about the mating act and had spent a good deal of time wondering about it.”