Gina looked my way, “He needs a lot of practice, but he’s not a terrible kisser. I’ve had a lot worse.”Josh called on Gina, “How far have yo... gone with a boy?”Gina didn’t hesitate, “I’ve let a couple of boys feel me up, and I’ve given two blowjobs ... one each to two different boys.”Josh seemed to be trying to think of a good Dare, but he finally blurted out, “I dare you to show me your tits.”“Josh!” I exclaimed in a scolding tone, but Gina was already standing up. She walked over to him boldly. Her ass cheeks where also very firm and tight looking as well. An idea began to form in the back of my mind as we walked along. Patti told us all about herself, how she had been raised on a farm, never married, and when she sold the family farm decided to move to Bremerton because she wanted as far away from her small home town as possible. As we neared our house, Julie who has seen how I had looked at Patti, asked her to come in and join us for a cup of coffee. Patti was only too eager to. Concealing her outer turmoil from the outside world had involved years of practice. She was used to protecting herself from the criticism of her family all her life. From around 13 she had kept private the chaotic thoughts of her emerging sexuality.She had begun masturbating around then, the techniques discovered with the giggling advice of her school friends. The talk at school drifted increasingly towards boys. Boys whom she knew she couldn't get too close to. It wasn't fair that her brother. Besides, he was putting all their money in a savings account and was going to return it to them as a graduation gift.On a couple of long holiday weekends, Bailey came to see him in New York. She got to know his friends and even talked about looking for a summer job there.Gabriel was in love and it sickened everyone around him (in the good way). All of his phone conversations that ended with, "Love you" usually brought rolled eyes and gagging sounds from his friends who were always ready to ride.