Tell me about the very first time you had sex. First, how old were you?” “I was eighteen, almost finished high school.” “Prom date?” “H...w did you know?” “Lucky guess. And where did it happen?” “In the back seat of my father’s car.” “And?” “And we did it. I mean Shir… her name was Shirley, and I had dated for about four months. We went to movies and dances and spent a lot of evenings making out. She was terrified of what her parents might do if she became pregnant and so she said she was. “Are you ready my love? I want you to enter me, completely” a needing and urging voice said. With no more encouragement needed he grabbed his sword and placed it at her entrance. Her spit had dried on his sheath but she was well lubed from her cherry juices. All possible thought of using condom protection was out the window, it never came up because they were to enthralled in the moment. With one long thrust Teron felt the head of his penis slide into a slippery, velvet cavern of love. The. We would talk girls and they would be bragging about how many they had been with and what they had done, although I wasn't sure they were being that truthful.One day, we had been at the park for a few hours and myself and Theo took a break and got a drink whilst lying on the grass by our bags. Conversation went on to girls again and Theo asked how come I never mentioned any of the girls I had been with. I confessed to him that I actually hadn't been with any and that to date my focus had been. You’re so poised and graceful!” She shook her head slowly and added, “Poor Johnny! The poor guy never had a chance.”“Of course he didn’t,” Caitie responded blithely, “but getting the right father for your children is important business. It’s not something dumb like trout fishing, for example. There you can afford to be sporting. When you’re grabbing a husband, you can’t.”“Mistress,” Barb asked, “how old is your niece? Nine going on thirty-nine?”Before she could do or say anything else, Caitie.