I don't know what accounts for the intensity of the aroma in teenage girls, but it's not nearly as succulent as they get older.Probably hormones of so...e sort, a young woman's body continuing the primitive tradition of letting men know she was there, she was fertile and for the sake of the human race, she was available to become pregnant and provide a new generation.It's one of those subjects that will probably never be properly addressed by science because it's not important in the grand scheme. .. At a next station it got even busier, he got nearer, and then left his hand there, then he waited until people got off and then leaned into the side of me and then he whispered "is that what I think it is?" F***! I was so embarrassed / humiliated and of course horny, and hardening, but obviously I couldn't, as I was very restricted, so it was painful, which seemed to make me hotter, wet and more embarrassed, what could I do, I was literally cornered by a 70+ old well built old guy who knew I. If you want me, I'll be sunning at the pool. This working in an office everyday is hard on a tan."Tiny offered, "You were so dark, I thought you were Deanne's sister. You're just now beginning to lose the color. A day in the sun and you'll be fine." You and Sue might be getting too much sun. That's how people get skin cancer you know," Glenda cautioned."That's why neither one of us ever stay out very long at a time. I'll get some sun, a couple of times today and tomorrow, and that should hold. My second article was a mistake. Suffice it to say, the storm after the football story was paradise. No one ever signed my yearbooks. Mom had kept my room the way it had always been. You couldn’t see the walls for the posters, couldn’t see the floor for the toys. The desk was blue; the bed sheets were Star Wars. She thought it was nostalgic. I thought it was revolting. A week of cleaning later and the desk was mahogany, the bed sheets were white, the floor was spotless, and the posters were.