>>38211401>"Frigid first dates are a waste, my dear. Be bold! Let your stallion know you're a mare with needs.""How many, um, stallions have you dated, Rarity?"
>"Oh, I lost count.">You nod. Figures.>"Enough to know how these things work. Still, it just means you can go all-out on the second date. Normally I only stick to oral and vaginal on the first date," she says matter-of-factly, as if discussing interior decorating, "oral if the dinner was only so-so or if the stallion's manners weren't up to par, but I always do my duty and make sure they leave with something. Plus it means I get dessert even if I didn't ask for one at dinner, if you catch my meaning.">She giggles. Your nose wrinkles in disgust.>"So. Do you know how big he is? I trust you at least copped a feel in the park?""I... just talked. I didn't do anything else."
>"Have you not been listening to -anything- I've been saying? We had all those lessons in preparation!""And I enjoyed them, honest!"
>You both went to the spa a few times and whilst she prattled on about whatever degeneracy she gets up to on the weekends you fell asleep on the massage table.>Aloe and Lotus have taken to wearing ear plugs during your sessions, and you don't think it's because they're being polite and trying not to eavesdrop."I learned a lot about what to wear and proper table etiquette. It was very helpful."
>Another melodramatic sigh down the line.>"Small victories then, I suppose. Well, I expect to hear a full report after your next date.""Oh, uh, sure, I'll do that."
>"There -is- going to be a second date, isn't there?""I hope so? I didn't ask, I didn't want to assume..."
>A long, beleaguered groan made tinny by the landline's speaker."Sorry..."
>"You're hopeless, darling. But never fear, I'll whip you into shape yet. Spa tomorrow?""Oh, um, I think I'm busy tomorrow..."
>You look at your utterly blank wall calendar."...Yup. Booked up. Sorry, Rarity."
>"The universe conspires to deprive me again. Then I shall love you and leave you, darling. Good night! Mwah!">Before you can ask if she literally just kissed the phone, she puts it down.>You pull your own receiver back and regard it cautiously.>...>Better not use the phone whenever you're over at Rarity's place in the future; you don't want to know where it's been.Rarity's seen and done things you wouldn't believe. Hoofball teams all at once by the strength of her own libido. She's had several trains, running on her in the dark near the schoolground gates. All those... moments, will be lost, in time. Like... seed, in mane.
