The girls had all worn theirs through dinner, cloaked in their terry cloth robes that I had around for guests to use.As I went into my bedroom, I felt...a presence behind me. I turned and Chris was there. She held her finger up to her lips to indicate that I should remain silent. She whispered, “We want you to do something with Marcia. Go ahead and mess around, and we mean have sex – make love. We like her a lot and think that’d be nice, but you have to tell us about it tomorrow – details; lots. ’ Unfortunately, it doesn’t sing to me.”“At least you tried it. You still like the flute the most.”“Yes, I do.”“One last question.”“What?”Mr. Peters said, “You didn’t pick the flute because all of the other flute players are female, did you?”“No,” Danny said looking away.“Pity. It might serve as a good source of motivation for you.”“Okay. It’s the girls.”“Then the flute it shall be,” Mr. Peters said.“You do know what James Galway said about everyone who plays the flute, don’t you?” Danny. So I decided to write my experience of unsatisfied sex. This happened when I was 18 year old. I would not say I’m good looking but I’m above average with a athletic body and my height is 5’8. There was this hot girl in my class during my graduation, her stats would be 36-28-38, and her height was 5’5 weighing around 60kgs. She was the best looking gal in town. And as destiny had made it, this beauty had become my girl towards the end of my graduation. We went around for a couple of years until. I thought Laurel was just blowing off steam about her parents, but I think she decided to go to a party, drink, and have sex to ‘prove’ she was in control. Or maybe she just got drunk and had sex without planning to. I’d guess it wasn’t rape, though it might not have been completely consensual, if you know what I mean.”“I do. She wouldn’t be the first girl to lose her virginity after getting drunk at a college party.”“No, she wouldn’t,” I agreed. “I’m wondering what I should do.”“How well do.