The friend defines the word
as an act not proceeded by a 'yes'.

She shakes her head, the friend nods,
and the friend talks about the weather.
She smiles, remarks about the rain, then asks about
the wine glasses.

They rustle softly wrapped in fleur-di-lis paper.
The friend smiles and says thank you for the jacket.
She grins, There's nothing sexier then a woman in fatigues.

They walk in silence, then the she asks for a definition of consensual.
It's when you agree, the friend says.

She shivers and looks away.
Her voice is soft,
It wasn't.