"I didn't either," Adam said, sheepishly. He ducked his head, wanting badly to take back the magazine and delete all memory of his mistake. "I thought it was a fashion magazine."

Adam hated making stupid mistakes, and this one was searingly painful. The guardian would think that he was an idiot, and a prude, and hopelessly awkward. He didn't know if the positions were possible. He had no practical experience with sex and only a minimal awareness of pornography. Without a private laptop or computer, he'd only ever seen glimpses of things on the phones of his peers or in his father's trashy magazines.

"Sorry," he mumbled, resolving to do better next time.