I had always wanted to see Alaska and laugh my ass off over how dumb the Russians were to sell it to us totally unaware of the vast natural resources ...f gold, oil and lumber and fish that acted as a northwest anchor to our Manifest Destiny. Of course, the French were guilty of a lot worse with the Louisiana Purchase but they had the excuse of having their backs to the wall in Europe and needing to assume a more defensive posture. In a way, I guess they deserted their French speaking compatriots. Matt who had been my heart-throb for most of the time we were in high school was the stealer of my cherry but I have to admit he was not really a thief as I shamelessly dared him to break open my hymen before I was a day older. We did the dirty deed in the pantry closet right on top of cook's huge sack of long-grain rice. I hoped my juices and other liquids didn't seep down into the rice because I really loved the lovely rice pudding she made quite often. It didn't hurt very much and I. My confidence increases and I walk out the changing room. The girl from the shop is there and just smiles at me and walks off. I walk into the changing room my boy is in. His cock is soft but still out of his trousers...I’m glad he’s not tried to put it away. I walk in and ask what he thinks. He says he’s not sure...only ever seen these in porn! I walk to the side of the chair beside him.I lift my leg so my thighs part slightly and move my hand to the shoes (they can only be described as. Surprisingly she put both of our names in the same group. When I questioned her she said that the thought of me possibly fucking her was exciting. I had been having the very same thoughts too.I said, “Maybe the two of us should try the sex room out first.” After a slight pause I continued, “Just to make sure that everything works okay.”Cynthia giggled and said, “You just want to make sure that you’re the one to pop my cherry.”I smiled and said, “I really do want you to be my first too.”Cynthia.