He listened to her speak about her first time shifting, that it had scared the shit out of her. He supposed he would be a little freaked out too if his world suddenly flipped upside down. But to have all of that with a kidnapping and being shot? This girl was just too much drama. "What sort of friends do you keep? Maybe you need some new ones to keep you out of trouble." He couldn't say he had ever been kidnapped. Shot, yes, kidnapped, no. Then again, he also didn't go around participating in activities that might get him either thing.
They bantered about his sexual activity and she chuckled, no snorted, saying that there was probably more to him than meets the eye. He shook his head. "I'm afraid you'll find that I am pretty transparent â€" that is all that meets the eye with me." He didn't hold secrets, didn't like to get to know people. It was just so much easier to fuck them and leave them than really get to know them.
She mentioned that mindless fucking wasn't her style because it only took one time to get something like Herpes or Aids. He nodded his head. "That's true..." But he paused a moment. Never had he gotten anything a little antibiotic couldn't cure. "If you're careful you don't get those things. I am disease free, thank you very much." he got tested at least once a month, if not more. He was always carrying his results so if his partner asked for them, they would be there ready to prove that he was telling the truth about being disease free.
He inquired about her own night, about what had her out past dawn still dressed in her club clothes from last night. At least she admitted that she wasn't a virgin. He nodded his head rather matter-of-factly. "Then he's a virgin. Case closed." Even if she was telling the truth, Boone had a feeling that she would never get to taste her new friend. Virgin boys (especially at their age) would never allow their cherries popped. He was probably super religious or a nerd â€" why else would he be a virgin?
He told her about his preference for clothes off and for once, she seemed to at least understand him. "Less itchy and far more comfortable." Granted, no clothes led to other things that were right up his alley anyway.
He took another bite of his food, effectively finishing the breakfast. He took another sip of his coffee as he waved down the waitress for a refill. "Are you interested in this virgin boy?" If she wasn't going to give him tips, perhaps he could give her some tips to get into the pants of this little interest she had. It might help her out in the long run, who knew?