’ She produces one of her trademark giggles. ‘He palmed my butt and then he moved to my boobs. I had to pull away as I was getting carried away. �...�Will you think less of me if I said it felt good?’ ‘No, not at all. Perfectly normal.’ I was hoarse with reflected excitement. ‘Go on.’ ‘That was it. I walked out and though both of us were sheepish for a few days it was back to normal thereafter.’ ‘Wow! Interesting. Girls as good looking as you are would have had sex several times at that age here.’. But the late 70s weren’t a bad time to be in High School. You’re about my age, right?”“A couple of years younger, but yes. But you seem to have that attitude.”I nodded, “What I do is my business and what other people do is their business. I think Americans are far too hung up on sex and everyone should just take a chill pill.”“And just how far does this freedom extend?”“As far as I want it to,” I said. “Within sensible limits, of course.”“Crazy.”“I’m curious, do you have a boyfriend?”“Nobody. The extended white limousine rolled silently along the socially prominent Upper East Side. Passing gloved doormen hailing cabs in front of opulent hotels; they drove by Madison Avenue's toniest shopping precinct until pulling to the curb in front of a nondescript building on 92nd Street that happened to be the most private club in the city.The chauffeur quickly opened the door and the "Mystery man" and his beautiful companion stepped out of the limousine and walked briskly to the entrance of. Linda finally broke off the kiss and leaned toward his ear. As she licked his earlobe she said in a somewhat breathless sounding voice, "Frank, want to try something different?"At this point Frank was so worked up he would have tried anything with her."Sure. What did you have in mind," he said as he continued to play with her ass and hold her close.With a shy tone to her voice she said, "I want you to put it in my backside." Uh, backside?" he said."You know, put it in my ass," she said.Sue.