" You know," James laughs with a cruel smile on his face, "all the peopleat my school called 'Ashley' are girls..." Oh come on," I plead. "I didn't na...e myself, did I?" Everybody!" Grandpa Alan announces, silencing the crowd and thankfullybringing an end to my 'interrogation'. "We're all here right now becauseeighty years ago today, a child was born, who would grow up to becomeeverybody's favourite old fart!" I giggle as great-grandpa Greg- thebirthday 'boy'- gives Grandpa Alan a playful whack. Reaching around in front of Karen, he found her clit and began to attack it. Karen jumped but kept her up and down motion going, picking up speed in chorus with Charles' attention to her clit. Her breathing pace increased, and she reached up as she often did and grabbed on to her nipples and pulled them erect and away from her, as if she was trying to pull them off. Charles was feeling an increased intensity as well, so he picked up the tempo of his attack in Karen's clit. This proved too much. But nothing progressed as it wasn’t clear we had much in common. Anyway, she had a boyfriend.One Monday morning, after her morning jog, which she did every day, Diana knocked on my door. With sweat on her face and on her running clothes and towels in her hand, she informed me that she just realized that her hot water heater had died. And she had meetings that morning. Could she shower at my apartment? I said, of course, so long as she didn’t mind if I shaved and brushed my teeth while she. " I didn't want to do what she said, but the thought of all ofthose guys making me their girlfriend in jail made me do it.I was surprised that the bath felt good, although I would never admitit. I nicked myself a couple of times shaving, but didn't have muchhair yet anyway. I already had fairly long hair, so I used the shampoo,and conditioner she left. When I got out of the shower, I toweled off,and went out into my room.I saw right away, that my worst fears were realized. My clothes.