She didn’t yell at me, though.“I’m not a virgin by choice,” she said. “Not exactly. I’m a virgin because I’m terrified of sex.”“Ever...body’s nervous about it in the beginning,” I said.“I’m not nervous. I’m terrified. Sex ruined my mother’s life.”“Did she tell you that?”“No, but it was obvious. She never had a boyfriend after she had me. She never even went on a date. She absolutely refused to talk about my father, except to say he was a deadbeat who used her. She showed no interest in men. He slipped out onto it and found as much leafy cover as he could. Thenhe caught his breath. How could he have been so foolish? Clearly, this onewas resistant to his venom, or she couldn't have stayed so aggressive afterhe bit her. While he bandied words with her, the poison had worn off; and hewas up a tree now because he'd been too arrogant to notice the signs. She yelled up to him: "You can't stay there forever, you furry fuck! Dropme my thong, and I'll let you go. Otherwise, you're dead. Her ass in the tight, black leather pants looked great, she knew, and she could feel Ashley watching her every move. She brought her hands down, cupped her tits in the filmy top, then slowly, with a tease, removed the top and tossed it on the bed. The bra followed, gorgeous round orbs spilled free, she moved close to Ashley, then pulled away. There was then a zzzzippppp as Mason unzipped the tight leather pants, a barely-audible noise as she slid them off her legs and now wore only thong and. . that’s the ideal scenario,” he stammered. “What do you want? I was a young guy, I wasn’t about to turn her down. At that age you have to fight to get any attention from girls at all, it was a dream scenario.”“Well?” Kofe asked.“Well what?” he replied, shifting uncomfortably in her furry arms.“How was it?”“Awkward I suppose,” he said as he struggled to remember that night. It was almost a decade ago and several million miles away. “She was drunk, I didn’t have any clue what I was supposed to.