I noticed I wasn't peeing, I looked down tosee myself standing at a urinal searching my panties for my penis, itwas just like my dream. Since being a ...irl I had found my emotions alot higher, and my intake of drink only fuelled this, I pressed my headhard against the wall and felt the tears run down my cheeks. My mind was a mess. I heard a voice behind me and spun round (almost fallingover) to see a man standing there "hey, a chick in the guys toilets" hesaid non-intelligently. I wiped my tears. After a few more choice words Steve left, never to return to Andreas life. I spent the next 3 hours taking with Andrea and helping her calm down. She had really loved Steve and was heart broken. I kept telling her that things would be ok and that she could and would do better. By the time I left I was able to pull a few laughs and a smile from Andrea. The next day at school Andrea approached me and asked Do you have a date for Prom?. I told her I was a stag and she asked if I would like to join. Eventually I got so high that I let that man fuck me. It wasn't very enjoyable and to be honest I was so horny that I wanted to top but I couldn't get hard. As more and more time went by I would meet guys that would get me high and fuck me and use me and turning into a little flighty bottom and then never call me again. One night I met up with a guy from craigslist in a motel there was three men there when I got there. One of them suggested that I try slamming Tina I said why not and let him. Both their dresses had high-puffedballs of satin as their sleeves, and between them, large white collarsthat puckered up around their blushing cheeks. Not blushing with shame,but with the deepest of girlish feelings for each other as they took eachother by the hand and accompanied their mothers back to the middle of theroom."Come here, my sweet," she cooed to Roger, taking his free hand anddrawing him to her as she sat on the settee. "Shall we take down yourlovely panties, petal, and darling.