Now blame it on the sweets, or the sudden high from the sugar, but i said " I would buy tickets for that !" Then totally blowing what i had been covering up for the last three years blurted out! " You would never be able to do that with taylor's. I then motioned with my hands by spreading them apart that he was bigger than the popsicle stick.
Jen covered her mouth and let out a squeal. I had never refered to doing that act so directly before. Never, ever, mentioned any Hanson in any way shape or form doing anything sexual. Come to think of it, i never even spoke of Hanson at all!
Now Jen had always been the direct one. Always doing things that left nothing to the imagination. Her popsicle trick was a good example. I can just imagine what she used to practice on to perfect that little trick of hers! The name Pete, a former boyfriend of hers came to mind. She would never forget him, he being the first. Those two sure did go where no man had gone before!
It may have been the fact i was so relieved knowing someone else had the same fears, misgivings and aprehentions about their body as i did. It may have been the fact i was happy and relaxed with Jen. Looking back, i think its because i never could juggle two things at once. Damn, i was such a putz at times! Either way you look at it, I was in trouble for blurting out those two little lines.
Jen may have been the direct one when it comes to shocking others, but i was the practical one that never let an opportunity slip betwteen my fingers. I loved to explore something new especialy things taboo and erotic like sex! I smiled, thinking about the first time i had the opportunity to learn about the male body. It was four years ago at a Hanson concert. I was an innocent nieve girl of twelve. Now some girls learn about this stuff peeking through keyholes while watching their brother get dressed. I used a backstage a/c vent! Leave it to me to be different. Well being treated like family by the Hansons made things like that easy. Anyway, the image of watching Taylor get ready for a concert flashed through my mind. It was before i had fully explored the male physic and i was trying to learn everything i could. I got a real education peeking through the vent that day. Our school should add something like that to its sex education class. Make that sex appreciation class!
As i fondly recall, i stared wide eyed and took mental notes as taylor answered one hundred and one of my most personal and intimate questions. He had just entered the dressing room. It was an hour or so before showtime and he was still in his street clothes. As i heard him hum an old beatle song he started to change. I watched wide eyed as my closest friend started taking his clothes off! Now it wasn't the type of erotic stripshow i had dreamed about. The racey type you have late at night when you just cant seem to fall sleep. He was just taking his clothes off one article at a time and hanging them up. By the time he got to his belt buckle my nose was right against the airshafts vent! Taylor Hanson then became the best teacher i ever had. My parents would have been proud at how good a pupil i was. If i had ever had the guts to tell them that is!
Jen broke my thoughts saying " Yeah, like you've seen it." Then giggling while looked at the stick in her hand.
I got lucky. Theres no other word for it. Then again, maybe i was just being overly paranoid when talking about Taylor. When you think about it, There was no reason Jen or anybody else would think i actually had first hand knowledge of his anatomy. A lot of girls thought about making love to him. I bet they even made him bigger than he was in those fantasies!
" Well a girl can dream, cant she?" I said as to agree with Jen and admit that i never ever in any way saw Taylor up close and personal like that.
Jen then surprised me by not dropping the remark i had made. We usually changed topics as fast as our shoes, but i think the fact it was Taylor handson had something to do with it. She then said to my utter horror. " I know you Andrea Faith Renolds, you dont joke about things like that." She then pointed that popsicle stick at me in a acusing way, waving it way to close to my face for comfort adding. " Now tell me how you know this tidbit."
Now tidbit is not the way i would have described Taylors privates. The shorts i had given Tim came to mind. Now Tay could have filled them nicely!
I was in a bind, so i decided to come clean with Jen. Ok, so i only told part of it. The part about sneaking back stage at a concert. Then crawling into the airshaft to watch Taylor in the dressing room. She didn't have to know the whole story. Though after i finished explaining my first hand, or should i say view of Taylor in all his splendor, i wished i had taken that opportunity to come clean. It was a perfect time, a golden opportunity as they say. Oh well, chalk up another one to life's little irony's.
