That was how two teenaged girls in nightgowns ended up sitting on a bed behind a closed door and kissing each other. One or two innocent, friendly kis...es turned into more and more, slowly deepening until their tongues were wrestling enthusiastically. Gennifer's hand had been on her friend's arm, slowly stroking up and down it, when it seemed to gravitate towards one of Penelope's breasts. The two girls stopped kissing at last when Gennifer suddenly found herself holding one of her best friend's. When I go out, I go with the flow, and end up where I end up. For me a perfect date is a night on the town with a fascinating companion. Commitment-wise, it doesn't have to be serious, so long as we enjoy it. I get along best with people who are willing to push the envelope in bed and out of it. In my free time I like to speed down the highway with no destination in mind. Sexually, I'm pretty open to a "friends with benefits" situation. I look forward to whatever life brings. I'm not changing. The second job was "Cocktail Waitress. Minimum wage plus tips. Must be willing to wear Pirate-Girl costume on premises." She liked the thought of wearing a pirate costume since her own father was a pirate of some fame and fortune. Mariel thought it was strange for this employer to require such dress unless they wanted to attract children. No, she could not picture children drinking cocktails. It was certainly not appropriate underwater or on dry land for that matter.The third job was quite. " She slipped past me, heading toward the living room. "I thought you and I could have a little chat." She sat on the sofa and patted the cushion beside her. "Come sit here and talk to me, Lyle."I sat in the chair opposite the sofa. "Um, Kim, about last night..." I started."I pumped out some milk before I left the house so Gary could give Emily her afternoon feeding while I was out," Kim interrupted. "But wouldn't you know it, I'm starting to leak anyway." She began unbuttoning her blouse. "Do.