Temmin realized how close they all sat on the bench. Allis pressed against his right, her hand light on his thigh; Issak boxed him in on his left, one hand soothing up his back before resting on his shoulder. "Just--kiss you?" he squeaked. "Both of you?"
"Have you never kissed a woman?" said Allis.
"Not this sober, no."
"Lesson number one," said Allis, turning his face to hers. She kissed him, soft and slow.