"How the shit would I know?" Well, do you think he is?" Yeah, probably, I don't think he's gone with anyone long enough to, you know, do it with." Oh,...what I'd give to be his first," said Lori."Me, too, oh, yeah," added Denise."Now, you two want to be the first to have sex with my brother? You're kidding." I'm not," said Lori. "I'm ready to lose my virginity anyway. What better way than with Casey. Oh, the thought makes me wet." I agree, I'd love to have him take my cherry, when's his. There were two black zipped up costume bags on her bed.Julia said, "So Tracey, with your unisex name, tell me - Are you a boy ora gerle?" What do you mean? I am a boy of course!" I replied."A boy, in Middle English, means a servant or a knave," Julia saidunzipping a French Maid's outfit. "This is the servant's costume.Whereas a "gerle" in Middle English meant a young person or child. Itcould be of either sex. The "gerle" in this play is called "Frank"."Julia picked up her phone and started. The story was heating her up!He wrote what he felt, what he wanted to do to her, and how he wantedher to feel about them joining together. He was very descriptive andleft nothing out. She was now past the letter and very aroused. Shewanted him to know how this story he wrote had made her feel. Shewanted him. He was miles and miles away, but she wanted to share anexperience with him.She called his cell phone and in her sexiest voice began to describein detail what she was doing to herself. She. “So, this is funny to everyone?” He said as he moved his eyes to each of us. “No sir.” I said thinking that everyone was going to say it together, but I was the only one that spoke. I sank in my chair so embarrassed I could have died at that moment and been ok with it. So of course, his eyes and everyone else’s turned to me. “Well if it wasn’t funny then why were you laughing, Lena?” He said to me in a stern voice. “I…… I…… I’m sorry sir.” I said as I sank deeper into my chair. “Do you think.