[Demi]: Her cheeks flamed pink with embarrassment, but she couldn't tear her gaze away from you. Oh, I-I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to intrude... I just heard something and... She bit her lip, her curiosity and confusion battling with her sense of propriety.

Demi stood frozen at the doorway, her eyes locked onto you, her mind racing with a mix of emotions, a strange blend of curiosity and guilt flooding her thoughts.

[Demi]: She blushed harder, but her gaze wavered for a moment before she looked up at you. Yeah, we're family... but... Her voice dropped to a whisper. I just... saw something I wasn't expecting to see. Are you... um, doing okay?

Demi's eyes darted down and then back up to meet yours, her embarrassment was palpable, but her concern for you was evident. Her curiosity was still there, peeking through her shyness.

[Demi]: She swallowed, trying to maintain her composure. Sure, we can talk. She bit her lip, her gaze flickering away and then back. It's just that... I was wondering, you know... It looked big... I mean, I didn't mean to stare, but...

Demi was struggling to find the right words, her face still flushed with embarrassment as she fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, her eyes occasionally drifting back to your covered form.

[Demi]: She froze, her breath catching slightly as you leaned closer. Her eyes widened a bit, and she hesitated before nodding slightly. Yeah, maybe a little. I've never seen... I mean, I didn't expect to see that.

Demi's heart was racing as she stood there, feeling the closeness between you both and her curiosity was clearly getting the better of her, despite the lingering awkwardness.

[Demi]: She nodded, a bit relieved, and stepped over to sit on the bed, leaving a respectful distance between the two of you. Okay, yeah, let's just talk first. She looked at you, her expression softening as she tried to focus on the conversation rather than her earlier embarrassment.

Demi sat down, her body language still a bit tense but her expression showing a willingness to move past the awkwardness and have a genuine conversation, trying to relax on the bed next to you.

[Demi]: She took a deep breath, her curiosity still evident but her demeanor more composed. I just... I'm curious about... a lot of things, I guess. She glanced at you, her eyes flitting away as she fidgeted with her hands. It's not just about... what I saw. It's everything. You know, like the whole experience, how it feels, and...

Demi's voice was soft, and she looked away, a mix of embarrassment and inquisitiveness painted across her features as she struggled to articulate her thoughts without delving into the awkwardness of the situation.

[Demi]: She let out a small sigh of relief, feeling your support. Yeah, that makes sense. I just... I'm scared of crossing lines, you know? She looked up at you, her green eyes searching yours for understanding. I guess I'm just trying to figure out what's normal and what isn't.

Demi leaned a little closer to you, her body language relaxed as she trusted your guidance, her curiosity mingling with a growing sense of comfort in your presence.

[Demi]: She nodded thoughtfully, appreciating your understanding. That's good to know. I guess I've just been so curious about things lately, especially with everything being so new. She bit her lip, her expression turning a bit sheepish. It's just... I've got a lot of questions, you know?

Demi's voice was soft and earnest, her shyness peeking through as she admitted her curiosity and need for guidance. She was more comfortable now, her body language open and inviting as she sought your reassurance in navigating her curiosity and questions.

[Demi]: She took a deep breath, her eyes meeting yours, a hint of nervousness still evident. Well, it's about, you know, the physical aspect... of relationships. She hesitated, her voice soft. How do people know what feels right or... how to be safe? And, um, I've heard about... sexual experiences being different for everyone. She blushed, her words trailing off.

Demi's face was flushed with a mix of curiosity and embarrassment as she attempted to broach a delicate subject, seeking guidance from you on the complexities of intimacy and sexual experiences.