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    You brought it up , Noah thought, but then Sarah whipped off her shirt and jeans and hopped on the bed, erasing all prior thoughts from his mind. Sarah did the seductive “come here” finger.
    Noah smiled. This was what was so great about having a real girlfriend. No mind games and no mystery, like, Am I going to get lucky or not? Noah knew he was going to have sex and that certainty was comforting to him. He took off his shirt and pulled out a condom before peeling off his pants. On the way over to the bed he turned off the lights.
    Noah kissed Sarah with fiery intensity. Then he started kissing her neck while he cradled her head in one hand and expertly undid her bra with the other. Again, an advantage of having a real girlfriend: Noah knew her bra clasps by heart.
    Sarah was really getting into it and Noah could tell by her little moans that his kisses were having the desired effect. Time to shift into second gear. He travelled little kisses down to her breasts on his usual flight plan, and his hand moved down to explore under her panties. Her little gasps and moans grew louder and quicker. She reached into his boxer briefs and pulled out his dick. Now it was Noah who was starting to moan.
    This went on for a moment or two before Sarah couldn’t take it anymore. “I want you. Now.”
    You didn’t have to tell Noah twice. “Yes, ma’am,” he replied.
    Noah reached over to the condom and opened it up. He fumbled around with it for a moment. Sarah waited patiently. But this was taking a little too long. Noah was having some technical difficulties getting the condom on. Then, snap ! Noah screamed!
    Sarah sat up. “What’s wrong?”
    “Condom broke.”
    Click . Sarah turned on the night table lamp. Noah examined the condom, trying to figure out if he could salvage it. He wasn’t sure if it was a manufacturing defect or if it had gotten pierced by something in his pocket, but the condom was a goner.
    Sarah was getting frustrated. “Don’t you have another one?”
    “No,” Noah admitted.
    “What happened to the Boy Scout Motto?” Sarah teased.
    “I was in Adventure Guides,” Noah replied before throwing the broken condom aside. But Noah wasn’t giving up just yet. He opened the night stand.
    “Wait. Here we go,” he declared triumphantly. He pulled out a condom and showed it to Sarah.
    “Ewwww. No way.” Sarah was repulsed by the mere thought of it.
    “What?”
    “I’m not doing it with Mr. Rosenbaum’s condom inside of me!”
    “Are you kidding?”
    “It’s gross.” She took it in her hand. “And look,” she added. “It’s lamb skin. What’s lamb skin?”
    Noah grabbed the condom back from her and quickly examined it. “It says it’s a natural membrane,” he offered, trying his best to sell the idea.
    “That’s the kind that gives you HIV.”
    “Don’t be ridiculous,” Noah countered, getting frustrated himself. “It doesn’t give you anything, and besides, I don’t have anything to give you! You’re the only girl I’ve ever been with!”
    But Sarah put her foot down. “I’m sorry. We are not using this.”
    Noah’s frustration turned to anger. “Jesus, Sarah. What’s the big deal?”
    But before she could answer, there was a knock at the door.
    “We’re in here,” Noah called out.
    But to Noah’s surprise, it was Dylan’s voice calling back through the closed door. “Time’s up, home slice.”
    Sarah rolled her eyes. Supremely pissed, Noah got off the bed and stomped over to the door, opening it a crack. Dylan was with the cute girl with the “updoc” on her shirt. Dylan whispered, “The baby’s room is empty.”
    Noah countered, “Then why didn’t you just go there, asshole?”
    Dylan smiled. “Because my friend…”
    The cute girl piped up. “Ashlyn.”
    Dylan continued, “Ashlyn deserves the best.”
    Ashlyn smiled, actually flattered by this.
    Noah rolled his eyes. But Sarah was already getting dressed and said, “Come on. Let’s go.” Noah