And then I bit her."Ouch. What the fuck?" Maria said to me.I laughed."I didn't find that really funny," she said."Well, you said that you needed someo...e to bite you. So I figured why the hell not?" I said.Maria looked at me. She shook her head."You really are crazy. So what if I asked you to kiss me? Gonna do that too?" she said.Feeling nervous as hell, scared to death, and not sure what the hell I was doing, I said nothing. I just leaned in, looked at her, and put my mouth to her small round. I bought dildos, plugs, and lube, and played with my butt, alone, still too shy and scared to find someone who'd 'accommodate' me. I put cock on a pedestal, worshipped it, and fantasized about pleasing and being objectified by men. This happened for about a year before my best friend came out to me.I suspected he wasn't entirely straight throughout high school, but we never talked about it. I wasn't surprised when he told me and I remember how instantly excited and nervous I became.. ’ Sitting up, I gave her a quick kiss. ‘You don’t have to choose, Jenny. I won’t be here forever, anyway.’ After another moment of thought, I added, ‘What do you think he would do if he knew about us?’ ‘I don’t know,’ she admitted. ‘He’s joked about inviting one of my friends into bed, but I don’t think he ever thought I’d agree.’ ‘Invite him here,’ I impulsively urged her. ‘If he doesn’t understand, he’s not the man for you.’ She flashed me a grateful smile and scampered off the bed to collect. That might not be true ... was I noble of mind and purpose? No.Courageous? Not a bit ... I was scared pissless.Selflessness? Nope ... well maybe ... nope. I was in it to fuck with my brother’s head. I was positive ... I mean absolutely certain ... he was full of shit. Then IT happened ... I tried to get away. I mean ... that mirror sucked me in and no manner of pulling back worked.Humility? Not on your life! Sure I read that damn book ... I just didn’t believe it. I might be a tiny bit humble.