“Wait, I’m not done yet. Adrian said he told you about us. For whatever reason, I’m not embarrassed for you to know that. We learned about sex f...om each other. We taught each other how to make love and kept each other happy while we were in high school and during my freshman year here. Besides Adrian and you, I’ve only been with a couple of other guys. And that’s too bad, as you and Adrian are the only ones that really made me feel good. Like I said, I like sex so when I can get it, I want it. "Your head is warm, maybe you should stay home today. I'll call the school and you just stay in bed," and Teresa watched as her mom left and then heard her dialing the phone. She did feel like shit and there was no way she could have stood a day in school, her mom came in with some NyQuil and some juice."This will help. If you get to feeling worse, call me and I'll come home," and she kissed her on the forehead as she left, her mom was always the last one to leave. She settled into a sleep, the. Occasionally, when someone catches our fancy, we'll invite them to share our bed, but our best times are still with each other."Carmen's eyes sparkled as she listened, "But does he let you, you know... ?" Let me!?" Patricia laughed, "Gary's a real slut for that, sometimes!" Is he, you know, gay?" her sister asked.Personally, I was getting a little uncomfortable being the subject of conversation, rather than a participant, so before Patricia could answer, I said, "Let's just say we both like to. Sitting down, I poured water and then some alcohol over the wound to try and clean it out and disinfect it. It took me a few minutes to recover from the pain of the alcohol, but eventually I was able to look more closely at the wound. I didn’t see any more sand in or around it, so I spread some antibiotic cream, covered it with a large piece of gauze, and wrapped a bandage around it. The wound was wide enough it couldn’t be stitched closed, and wasn’t deep enough to cause major problems, but.