"Erin and Reyna, I'm sorry - that was supposed to be a joke." So you HAVE taken part in girl'n'girl action before?"Erin actually sounded curious. Reyn... looked simply shocked."Look, Erin, that comment was out of line, and even if I had, I wouldn't talk about it."The look on her face made me think that this was not probably the end of this discussion but I wasn't going to discuss my sexual experiences with them, period, no way."So that is another reason we don't disgust you, and you remained hard. Still the class was a very interesting one. It was in all probability the most memorable class I ever took. The reason it was memorable was not the content of the course work, but the instructor, Samantha, and her stories.Samantha's Masters is in Clinical Psychology. One of the stories she told the class shocked me to the core. While she was working on her Masters she was transcribing interviews for her Professor. He was studying the make up and motivations of Serial Killers.Serial Killers are. He sat and waited for Jennifer to come home. When she finally walked through the door a little before two in the afternoon, he started to get up. He wanted to throw his arms around her and give her a big hug but she raised her in a stopping motion."Don't even bother," she said coldly."Honey you can't really believe I'm having an affair?" I don't know what to believe anymore," she said, "why didn't you answer your phone when I called?" I had already put it in the pocket of my overcoat, honey. I. Only the thought of her recently lost virginity kept him from acting on the impulse. The fact that she’d lost her hymen—likely years before—to her physical work as a sailor didn’t necessarily preclude any soreness, and, always aware of her past, Felix was as yet reluctant to initiate any sexual contact to which she had not consciously consented. Administering to her body’s needs, however, was another matter entirely. That had to be done, and if Felix could finish before she awoke, he could.