My hand is getting tired,? Jenny complained to Elise after she?d painted Elise?s head and neck. ?I?ll do the rest tomorrow.? ?Let?s see,? Elise said, sitting up. Her chest was so small Jenny couldn?t help but stare at it. Her breasts were like the little new potatoes her dad had grown when they?d rented a house in Pennsylvania one summer. Small, hard, and beigey pink. ?It looks good,? Elise said, squinting at the canvas. ?But how come you made my face green?? Jenny hated when people asked her questions about her art. She didn?t know why she did what she did, she just did it. And her dad always said, ?The artist doesn?t have to answer to anyone but himself.? Orher self, in her case. ?Because I was in a green mood,? she answered, annoyed. ?Well, green is my favorite color,? Elise responded happily. She pulled on her turtleneck and underwear but left her jeans and bra on the floor. ?Oh my God. I have that book, too!? she squealed, pointing at a thick, heavy paperback on the bookshelf behind the TV. She walked over to the shelf and pulled the book out. ?But yours is so new. Don?t you ever read it?? Jenny bit off the top of an Oreo and read the title on the spine of book.The New This Is My Body for Women. ?My dad bought me that last year. I think he probably thought that if I read it, he wouldn?t have to explain anything to me about sex?I could just look up the embarrassing stuff.? ?But have you ever actually looked at it? Some of it is reallygraphic .? Jenny had no idea. She?d immediately shelved the book behind the TV along with the other random books her father had given her that she never intended to read, likeBreathing Room: A Buddhist?s Guide to Living Creatively, Mao?s Secret Seven: The Women Behind Chairman Mao, andFinding the Dragon Within:What Is Your Art? ?Like, graphic in what way?? Jenny asked, intrigued. Elise carried the book over to the worn leather sofa and sat down, crossing her long bare legs dramatically. ?I?ll show you.? She opened the book and Jenny sat down next to her and leaned in close to see. The first thing Elise turned to was a detailed diagram of a woman on her hands and knees bent over a man lying on his back. The book had been written in the nineteen-seventies and the text had since been updated, but the diagrams hadn?t. The man had hair down to his shoulders, a full beard, and was wearing beads. His penis was sticking straight up and it appeared to be in the woman?s mouth. The two girls erupted into giggles.
 Ew! ?I told you,? said Elise, pleased with herself for opening right up to such a gem. ?I can?t believe I never saw any of this,? Jenny exclaimed. She grabbed the book away from Elise and rifled through the pages. ?Oh my God!? she gasped when she saw a diagram of the same couple in another position. The woman stil............