I didn't know what to say, so I spluttered out something stupid. "We still talk."

That made her laugh. "I'll bet you do. So how is it?"

"It's good," I blushed and looked down, "as in amazing. Like, 'I had no idea it could be this good' good."

"Wow. So, I mean, she's really good? What's she like, is she crazy and aggressive?"

"Sometimes. But mostly she's really gentle and giving. It's nothing like being with a guy. So much better."

Carrie peppered me with a few more questions, and weirdly it made me more comfortable, instead of less, as she did. And the more I answered, the more I...