"The sex must've been good that night" Hannah said knowingly, approvingly. Rona had been telling her about the holiday.

Rona blushed. "That's none of your business!" she said in a voice that was caught somewhere between appalled and embarrassed.

"God, you've still got this weird Catholic vibe going on sometimes" Hannah said teasingly. "You like having the sex, but you don't like talking about it." She looked at Rona with concern. "You did do it that night, didn't you? He didn't just crap out and go to sleep on you? Please tell me you didn't go on holiday and not have sex on your one night away."

Rona blushed more deeply, but in a way that Hannah could tell meant that she was about to spill her secrets. "It was sweet" she said. "Really - romantic, actually. I mean it isn't, normally, you know? Normally it's just kinda fumbly and bumbly and funny and intense. But this time it was just sweet. It was really nice."

Hannah rolled her eyes. She hadn't really heard the latter part of Rona's statement: the earlier part had reminded her too much of her own experiences. "God, sex with boys is such a drag" she said. "They always need help getting everything in the right place. And then they're always apologising."

"I think maybe you haven't been with the best boys" Rona frowned.

"Well let's face it, honey, it's not my area of expertise."

"Mind you, I had to talk him into it" Rona continued.

"You had to talk a boy into sex? That must be a first!"

"I think he was worried I wouldn't want to. You know, 'cause of the whole 'holiday with the ex-girlfriend' thing."

"Was that an issue, in the end?"

"No, we were fine" Rona said. "Once we were on the road it didn't even get mentioned. Well, he was never gonna mention it, not after last time. But I didn't care too much about it."

"That's good."

"But I could tell he was nervous."

"'Til the sex started" Hannah grinned.

"A bit during, too" Rona said.