Our friend said she would ask her dad, and she left the room, she was gone maybe five minutes but it seemed like it was a lot longer; the anticipation...and excitement were building.She came back with a great big grin and said he would do it, but it was a secret, we couldn't tell our parents (to this day, I never told dad). We all nodded in agreement and followed her out to the living room. There were four of us and we were asked to sit on the floor in front of her dad. He told us, again, that. Ana took the opportunity to walk off again, with a long stride that she hoped would shake Ferhana off, but the black girl showed no signs of allowing that to happen. She picked up her shoes and rushed after Ana on her stockinged feet."We must talk!" she urged. "We must! It is all a horrible ... It is something you do not understand too well. You must listen to me. Is it really because of what Binta and me have done that you... ?" Yes!" said Ana, not wholly truthfully, but in the malicious hope. It just didn't feel right. He didn't care enough about me. I didn't want him enough. I don't know why, but it just wasn't right.- JamesShe agrees to the movie but she seems distracted. I pop the tape in and we watch for a bit. Suddenly she speaks up. "Dad? What do boys feel when they want to have sex?" The question comes out in a low voice that I can barely hear over the TV.I tense up a little bit and look over to Anna. She looks nervous. I exhale a bit and try to collect my thoughts. She's. ”“Um, yeah ... we bought bikinis, had some cocktails then waited for the guys to show up. They were kinda late.”“You had sex with one of them.”“No, I had sex with two of them, and would have blown the third but something happened to interrupt that.”“And what was Laura doing?”“Um, she was making out with one guy, and her girlfriend blew a guy ... um, the same guy I did later on.”“But both girls watched you have sex with the first male, right?”“I guess. I mean, I wasn’t watching them I was busy,.