I guess what I had been going through was the typical "empty nest" syndrome.I tried to fill my long days with different interests which I had many. Al...o a pc my husband had given me. For awhile, it really helped my loneliness, I met alot of people online and quite a few men had fallen in love with me through this new tool of technology. If that is truly possible to fall in love that way. I think they fall in love with an image of what they percieve the person to be, not what the person is. This part three of Randi's story. The story is much more understandable if read in sequence.The Girls Sleepover or My First CherryJen and I often talked about our sexual fantasies. When I was 14, I mentioned that one of my fantasies was to actually be the one to take a girls virginity. To try to make that happen, Jen and I decided to have a sleepover at my house and invite our good friend Sue to join us. She lives in the neighborhood and has been in school with us for years. We chose Sue. Onwent the lipstick, and Mom blotted it with a tissue.She tied my hair with a couple of little ribbons, stood back, andsaid, "There! A regular little girl!"I looked in the mirror and there was a regular and rather prettylittle girl looking back at me. I screwed up my face and cried, "Ilook awful!" No, you look very pretty. My little girl." She turned to Sis."What should we call her?" How about Fran?" Oh, that's sweet! Fran it is, then." And from then on, I was Fran.It was a nice name,. We watched the fire, talked, joked, and laughed until dinner was served around 9. When dinner was over the food was cleared away and the Queen stood up and said it is time to begin, all women who wish to join in gather round the camp fire. The women started walked around the fire, but Carla and Stacy stayed we us. The men were calling and heckling trying to get different womens attention. Carla asked me what is going on and I did not have a clue. In a little while women started walked of to.