__________________________________________Three years after loosing my virginity, i had sex with a girl for the first time. This is the story of the e...perience. That was the first time I realized that I liked girls, not guys.I was f******n at the time. My breasts were still tiny but other than that, people said I was a gorgeous person. I had a thin, athletic build. My hair had grown out and reached halfway down my back. I had grown tall. People often told me I looked like a supermodel.Of course. * * *While Lance spent the day avoiding Zoey, he couldn't avoid peoplegenuinely being nice to him. It was like an intoxicating drug or acomfortable blank he wanted to surround himself with forever. He wasdisappointed when the school day was over and he changed back into Lanceto go home.When Lance got home he went straight to his room, tossed his duffle bagaside and fell onto the bed in exhaustion.Dad poked his head into the room. "Hey, If you're gonna sit around andmope all afternoon, at least. She was wearing a blue bikini. The color of her bikini complimented her blue black hair. She was picking up seashells, rinsing them in the water and then putting them in her plastic bag. Then, there was that kiss, that unbelievable first kiss. When she kissed him, he was surprised by her kiss. When she kissed him, she blanked his mind. When she kissed him, in the way a woman must feel when a man kisses her for the first time, he felt vulnerable. An involuntary reaction, he felt pressured to. Greg set down his bag, hugged me warmly, picked me up and spun me around. "Wendy, you look wonderful. It's been too long." "Yes, it has. And you look great yourself. How is Linda?" I asked about his wife of fourteen years. Greg's face dropped. "Linda and I have separated. She has asked me for a divorce," Greg answered as his voice cracked. "Oh, Greg, I am so sorry to hear that. What happened?" "It's a long story. I'll tell you all about it over dinner. Can I take you out to eat?" "Sure, what.