Tavris nods, feeling her cheeks flush as Ms. Serket begins to talk so frankly about men and women and their...parts. She's always been awkward about it, even in health class, but this is more intimate a situation and it feels strange to be talking about such things with a teacher and a glass of wine in her hand. "Yes, ma'am."

But when Ms. Serket goes on to explain that some people were made differently, her eyes widen. What could she possibly mean by that? She shakes her head a little.

"I'm sorry, miss, but I don't...I don't understand."