He would play baseball exclusively all year-round, while I was heavily involved in the theater league as its vice-president.Naturally, we grew a bit f...rther apart due to our changing social lives and also because of our developing bodies and hormones. I remember when I was in ninth grade, David was in tenth, when my friend Carolyn came to me to say that she was extremely jealous of my having such a super hot and sexy brother. That was really the first of many times that I would hear something. “I don’t know. Please, I know it’s going to hurt. I’m not ready, not right now.” She looked like she was about to start crying. That’s not what I wanted.“Hush. If you’re not ready, then we’ll stop.”I then had an idea. I pulled back, dislodging the head from her.“Slide over.”As she slid over on the seat, I pulled the condom off. I sat down looking at the radio. We still had about twenty minutes before we needed to head out. Grabbing her by the hips, Jenn squealed. Lifting her up, I set her down. Use your own verb, you know what I mean. She drew her breath in through her teeth, and reached for my belt. In a moment, my trousers were on the floor in a heap, and she was rubbing me through my boxers, looking me in the eye like a panther about to strike. Panthers are lethal cats, and so is she. Suddenly, she had the big French slicing knife in her fist, the huge stainless blade as big as an axe before my face. Before I could speak, she used it to slice away my boxers, leaving me naked. Her husband used to have a chiseled body when he was in college, but after a couple years he had let himself go. The thought was embarrassing now that she realized the man must be fifteen or twenty years younger than her. Does this make me a cougar?Lisa was a jumbled mess of thoughts and emotions. She never would have agreed to anything like this. Now that she was here, her heart racing and her cheeks flushed, she couldn't remember the last time she had felt like this. But she would never.