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["Draft horse" gets a nod. She tended to refer to jinba more simply as "mountain jinba" and "field jinba", but size and build was basically what she was talking about... as she continues to blush fetchingly through the entire conversation, which Angela was right to think was kind of her first opportunity to do... "girl talk".]

W- Well, Angela was a good teacher to me in the... proper teacher way, yeah...

[She'd certainly learned a lot... And benefited rather greatly from knowing what lube was. But there was apparently proper teaching and... lewd teaching!! And though Konoha certainly doesn't have the experience to imagine that properly, she does her best to visualize... Wait, is it weird to think about the lady sitting next to you naked and teaching a man from a photo???

Belatedly, she blinks back into focus, half spluttering over the rim of her wine glass.]

H- Hands? Like when you check on a foal?

[The first thing that springs to mind... isn't sexy at all. Unless you think an animal doctor with his arm elbow-deep in a mare to check on the shape of a growing foal is sexy.]

I'm glad to have been able to help.

( Her smile is warm as she looks down into her glass before taking another swallow, and if she's aware of Konoha thinking about seeing her nude giving hands-on lessons, well. She certainly doesn't seem to be aware of it, nor would she much mind. Ask and ye shall receive!?

Except, oops, she's startled her again somehow, hasn't she? She doesn't know much of anything about horse husbandry but she can easily imagine what "check on a foal" must look like. Oh, my. )

Hmm...? Oh! No, no— I meant with just fingers, nothing deeper. You can, ehm— use your hands for stimulation, or prep someone by inserting your fingers. It's quite aptly just called "fingering". You generally start with one or two depending on how relaxed someone is and work them inside, to help stretch you for penetration, but it feels quite nice on its own and can see you to peaking. It is gentler, and more dextrous. It's almost like a massage. One's sense of touch is quite delicate, so it's a good indicator of how your partner is feeling during the act.

( Hm........ Hm. )

F- Fingering...

[Okay, so... That was indeed a very apt name. And, Konoha realizes, it's possibly the lewdest thing she's ever said out loud. She hasn't even been able to say "penis", continuing to refer to her husband's equipment as "it", if she ever does at all, so. Baby steps... ! Wow, how shamefully exciting...

No, Konoha, don't stare at your fingers... Gonta's are much bigger anyway...]

I- I do like shoulder massages, so... I guess that sounds nice...

[Angela probably did it a lot, then? Since she said she taught the men she took as her lovers, and she said they were... kind of big... She's afraid her thoughts are a bit too clear on her face as her cheeks keep heating up, trying to find the words to communicate properly.]

He's um... Touched before, but not... "fingering"...

[More like... exploring, since he had about as much experience with mares as she'd had with stallions... and that was to say, not much.]

I could ask...

It is quite nice, I assure you. There is only so much stimulation that regular penetration can do. It'll be good for you both to experiment a bit, don't you think?

( What else... what else is there to talk about... She has to stop flustering the poor girl, doesn't she?! Well, at least they're mostly through their drinks and have picked through a lot of their picnic snacks, of which she picks up some more of Konoha's pickled treats to try. (They're quite tasty! But Germans like to pickle vegetables too, so she's used to the vinegar flavor, though these are a bit sweeter; ginger and different spices, most like.)

As for doing it a lot, well. It feels nice, certainly, but it wasn't usually what she wanted. A means to an end instead of an actual way to seek pleasure. But for earlier experiences and encounters— it was nice. )

I think it would work well for you both.

[It isn't hard to fluster Konoha, and now... well, it's a bit difficult to get the idea out of her head. There was... mouths, and fingers, and lubricants and clitorises and all sorts of things she'd never really heard about or imagined... But it was also, as Angela said...... quite nice.]

I- I'll try it, then. For sure.

[Whether Konoha would ever get used to the fact that she was being coached on sex with her husband by a nice (and very experienced?) doctor from another world in a weird nightmare of a place she'd been forced to consider a temporary kidnapped home... Well. Maybe not.]

Thanks, Angela.

[But as flustered as she might look, she also looked... just a little excited, just a little happy to be talking with another woman, to be able to spend time with ladies when she'd spent most of her life working among men on the yard. Just a bit reluctant to finish the last of the pickles since it would mean an end to the picnic...

But. There could always be another picnic another day.]

Of course, Konoha. I may not be able to help you with much, here, but I can at least know you're not hurting yourself with him. I'm always happy to share some tips and see people enjoying themselves properly. And set minds at ease, what little I can.

I'm also always happy to listen, if you ever wish to speak of anything. I'm sure you already know that. But the offer is always open.

( She'll start cleaning up the emptied containers they'd brought and she screws the cap back on the half-depleted bottle of vodka before tucking it into Konoha's basket with a knowing little pat and a wink, and sets to putting things away. It was nice to spend time with her, too.

Angela doesn't often get the chance to speak with other ladies like this. Least of all in this place. It's something she only realizes she's lacking when she and Konoha began, and now it's... such a strange concept. Or perhaps it shouldn't be strange? That almost all of her acquaintances are men. That was often how it had been working alongside the military, as well. )

We'll have to do this again some time soon, you know. I enjoyed it very much.

( And she gets up, ready to gather up the blanket laid out and give it a good shake of any little bugs or stray leaves and grassy bits before folding it in quarters and rolling it up. )

[When Angela starts to move Konoha automatically pitches in to help, draining the last bit of drink and- oh, she's going home with the vodka drink, apparently! She can let Gonta try it, too, then.

These picnic things were kind of nice... She was used to eating her lunch outdoors but not with a proper blanket or alcohol... or way-more-fun-than-she-thought-it-would-be girl talk.]

Mm, me too! Thank you, Angela...

[So when things are all gathered up, Konoha is all smiles and just a little bit of blush left on her cheeks, giving a last bow to see her guest off.

Until next time, that was.]

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