It was my younger sister Joan, fifteen years old and a sophomore, that finally got tired of watching me acting like a lovesick puppy, and embarrassing...her with all her friends, that helped me break the social ice with Faye. She decided one day that she'd go introduce herself to Faye and walk home with her. I followed behind, well out of hearing range, wishing that I'd had my sister's nerve to do something like that myself.Faye's grandparents lived about a quarter mile closer to the high school. ‘What’s his name Kendra?’ Melissa asked. Kendra flipped the card over. ‘There is no name. But, I bet Heather knows his name.’ ‘I wouldn’t tell you, besides you wouldn’t believe me.’ Heather grinned as she went walking over to her duffle bag to get a pair of jeans out and a tee-shirt. ‘So are we going to spend the whole day in this room with you guys interrogating me or are we going to watch some tennis?’ The other three looked at each other but then quickly answered in unison. ‘Tennis’ They. These dreams just made me feel different, and I was plenty tired of that.(Suddenly I remembered how I felt at summer camp, how I was 11 in just myswim trunks and that camp counselor guy just kept staring at me and mybody. He made me blush and feel really awkward, so I must have liked theattention. But of course I just tried to stay away from him that week!)As Jenn pulled into the Macy's parking lot, I was sweating and worriedabout getting naked in front of a woman in that beautiful but. Not only would I take her there, but I also would pay to have them pierced, on one condition.....that she let me see and play with them once the guy was done! She said that was fine, so we made plans to meet at the restaurant one Saturday afternoon, from there I drove her to the tattoo shop, once we got there she was a little nervous and had to smoke a couple cigarettes to calm herself down, we walked in and the guy ask what we needed, she proceeded to tell him she wanted her nipples pierced,.