..." "Jesus, we can't..." I put my arms around Ida and kissed her."It's okay, Ida, it's okay, I know most people aren't as strange as I am. The people...I love and care about, are still the people who are important in my life. I just have an itch..what do you call it...masochism?....that I need to scratch every so often. After the crazy stuff with mom, it's gotten a lot bigger. I don't think Al will let me do this, but really, I mean for real, I would like to do my whore act tied up or chained to. I had accepted some dances with a couple of guys, and my two girlfriends were off flirting and having a grand time, and we would meet every so often and compare notes.Having to pee badly, I excused myself from a nice, good looking guy who was talking to me, and went to the ladies' room. For once, it wasn't crowded, and two girls were leaving as I walked in, leaving me and one other girl who was coming in behind me. As I as about to enter the stall, a long, slender arm came in front of me."That. It was there that she got to know boys, and her effect on them. She became a party girl, a player, who measured which guy could take her to the best parties, or the best shows. If a guy had a fancy car, and was fun to party with, she was game to be with him.Her breasts? They were bargaining chips. If the reward was right, she would parade down Main Street with her puppies out for all to see, she thought to herself. It was a mystery to her why a guy would spend a lot of money just to park with. A kind of electric shock passed through her and she shivered. Then I turned her face to me. She closes her eyes and was looking gorgeous under the moonlight coming through the window.I bent forward and kissed her on her forehead. Then her chicks and finally on her lips. It was our first time and we felt awkward. The wetness on our lips and everything. Then she bent forward and kissed me passionately. We didn’t break up for more than ten minutes. It was like the best 10 minutes of my entire.