I was 18 when my life changed forever. My dad ran off with his young secretary and my mom was devastated. I had the invite to move to Las Vegas with h...m, but I saw how low my mom was and decided to stay (this could have possibly been the worst decision of my life). Things seemed to get better for the both of us; my mom was dating again and having fun. I had a new girlfriend that I could have fun with whenever I pleased. Life seemed to be great. Then it happened I found out that my mom was. I was not longer a virgin.Earlier in the day, I had arrived at the address that I had been given to discover that it was a private residence. I had expected to be based at a shop or something similar. I knocked on the door and waited. Within a few seconds the door opened and I was greeted by this very short Asian lady - even shorter than me.She introduced herself as Ming, and invited me in to her kitchen where she offered me a cup of coffee which I gladly accepted. We chatted as we drank. I. All looking for some of our famous naked skin. Questions? No? Then, let's begin. Please follow me to your rooms."Bianca opened another door and gestured toward it."Please find the women's rooms down this corridor." Bianca laughed aloud at her own little joke. "I don't mean the women's rest rooms. I mean the room in which the women will remain, first with husbands. There are rest rooms too, by the way."Deathly silence hung over the group. Most were contemplating a winning strategy. Beverly was. This was our time to talk, to get to know each other, and to share what was on our minds. The campfires were always at dusk and sometimes later. This was the time when I was probably really happy – being out in the woods, with the sounds of crickets or frogs croaking, talking to the one and only Molly. So, you think by this time I would have acknowledged the fact that I had feelings for Molly? I totally did! Yes! But I could not accept the feelings I had or well even the fact that I even had.