Last night I was talking with Meryiam and Rhett, and somehow the conversation got onto boys- well boys and girls, but kissing and love and all that. I grew confused, because they both told me to explore and find out what I like. I countered with the fact that anyone I kiss has to meet my parents first and if I’m doing it properly, a courtship would commence- a chaperoned courtship, no less. Even if it didn’t work out, we would be together for no less than six months. Six months, with one person! On top of that, if I went through suitors too quickly, I would start to get a reputation and that wouldn’t do our family any good. I don’t think Mery understood my issue. I don’t want to take a decade to explore when there are so many kissable people around! How am I supposed to learn what I like and what I do not when by the time I have any sort of sample base, I’ll be old enough that people will be wondering why I’m not married yet. That’s not exploration, that’s a slow and tedious path to spinsterhood. That was about the time that Rhett came up with the idea of a brothel. I think Mery was about to flay him alive, but his suggestions made sense! I wouldn’t sully myself with something like Goldshire, but he said that he knew of some upper class brothels where nobles attended and that I could go under a false persona so as not to have anything tied to our house. I’ve been picking out outfits all day. I”m so excited.