It was Lizzie, of all people. What the Devil did she want, anyway?“Lizzie?” I asked, knowing full well who it was from my caller ID.“Yes, that�...s me. When are we gonna ... kiss and make up? This lover’s spat has gone on too long and I don’t even know why,” Lizzie whined and pouted now a bit over the speaker phone.“You’re kidding me, right?” I asked Lizzie as I plowed Miriam a couple more strokes.“No, why? What did I do that was so terrible? I’ve been pretty pissed at you for just dropping me. “What position do you have in mind?” I inquired. “Sit on my desk.” He demanded. I moved his coffee to a safer place on the desk. I lifted myself up, and sat on it. “Okay, now lay down.” I obeyed him. I laid on the desk, propping myself halfway up with my elbow, my legs dangling off the edge closest to him. I spread my legs a little as an invitation. He grabbed my knees softly, moving my legs farther apart. He stood closer to my opening. He guided his copius length into me, going slow. pushing. They were the two stars of thesoftball team, and I never missed one of their games (following aroundsoftball players is a happy habit I still have today). Ann was always atour house. After school she was there eating and after practice she wasthere to shower before they went out. On weekends she was either stayingat our house or Janet was staying at hers.One Friday night our folks were out and my older brother was still atcollege. Ann and Janet were in Janet's room talking when I came in to. ” The way she said that to me could be interpreted several ways, and with my new energy, I thought I would find out. I started with a question that might give me a clue. The key to my question was the voice inflection that I asked it with, much more than the words I said. I turned to look at her and inquired, “Use you ANY way I want to?” Stone faced, and without breaking eye contact, she said, “Are you on any sex offender list?”I broke out laughing. She was very different than I had assumed she.