” “Oh,” Shelly’s interest was piqued, “what are you doing at 3 p.m.? Have a hot date?” “Yes, actually I do.” “Going to give me ...he gory details or let my mind wonder with the infinite possibilities?” The teasing note of my friend’s voice was underlined by a fine edge. Shelly was the only person, friend or relative, whom I trusted with the knowledge of me being a whore. She understood why I did it, even envied me the total freedom it gave me. Although I knew she would never admit to being. "So, would you if you could?" she laughed."Yes," I blurted "I mean, that is..."Dawn laughed while my blush deepened, I thought it very unfair of her to be teasing me about my desires, but there was little I could do about it bar leaving and that I was not ready to do."I'm sorry Roger," Dawn smiled "I didn't mean to laugh at you, but the look on your face, well you look just like a little boy caught up to no good." I suppose I've only myself to blame." I grinned sheepishly."So," she grinned. The pain passed more quickly than it had a right to, leavingonly the psychic aftershocks that resounded through Alex's mind as he sawthe shorts, now made of body-hugging Spandex, that held themselves tightlyto hips and buttocks that would have made any man drool. He would havecried as he saw a slight bulge very slowly pull inwards, as it wasaccompanied by one of the most peculiar sensations Alex ever had... asort of vacuum-pop inwards, accompanied by a simultaneous, almostimperceptible, then. .. and so were Hershel and Sidney. And that Rachel was my sister! My parents hated Jews, I told you that, but I secretly wanted to bang a lot of them. The fact is ... if you had ever made a move on me, Mark ... I would have surrendered the booty so fast that your head wouldn’t just spin ... it would roll off your trunk! Yes, I’m saying that I could have been had for the wanting, trust me. I was right there on a silver platter, but I was too scared to tell you that,” Lynne explained in better.