It just didn’t feel like it was supposed to feel. He thought that she was experienced. He was wrong about that, for she told him that she had never ...one anything like that, either. ‘She has a problem, too.’ But why was a problem for girls not considered a problem for them like it was for young men like him? Young women often sought to preserve their problem, while guys like Jim were trying to get rid of it from the moment they could get their hands on a Playboy magazine. ‘Not like a James Bond. She waved meto come over. "Frankie's on the phone. You want to talk to him?" Notbothering to reply, I scurried downstairs and out the door.Entering the front door I heard Frankie's cousin Karen screeching about notbeing allowed to stay out past a certain time. She was yelling at Frankie'sfather, complaining to him that he was in no way her father, and that sheshould be allowed to do and go where she wanted. Frankie's dad firmlystated that he was her uncle and just as much responsibility. I. Kelly said "Babe. Can you drive them? I can't move. I don't want to move." I told her I would and she patted her belly and said "Look at this? Look at what these guys did to me?" I smiled and said "Oh sure. Like you didn't want it!" She said "I did want it. And wanted every drop that I got too!"As everyone was getting dressed, Kelly started asking everyone if they had a good time. Everyone was taking turns reaching in and kissing her and hugging her. A couple of guys asked if she. ” Then he grinned again and went to put away his clubs.A little while later her brother burst in through the back door. “Hey mom ... hey Bumps,” he grinned. “What’s for supper?“Blaine Allen Miller!“ barked the boy’s mother, putting her hands on her hips. “What have I told you about calling your sister that?”Boo had taken to calling his sister “Bumps” when she turned twelve and began to grow breasts. He’d made a habit of poking them, touching them and squeezing them every so often, telling her.