He climbed the stairs to the flat and banged forcefully on the door."Oui?!" Her voice was quick and impatient. The door flew open and a woman peeked o...t. She was only twenty one or twenty two. Her brown hair was limp and her bangs fell across her high forehead and stopped an inch short of her hazel eyes. She was pretty, despite her slightly beak like Gallic nose. Her lips formed a perfect cupid's bow and looked soft and sweet, even with her shocked expression. She wore a brown house dress that. No one told her how to talk, dress, and act! And the fact that this was an all-girl school didn't help either. Back home she had her pick of guys–and she did! She had lost her virginity last year when she snuck out of the house to meet a boy and they "did the deed" in the back seat of his father's station wagon. From there she didn't look back either. To her that cherry was something she was glad to get rid of–now she could start having some real fun!Ms. Putnam was also well aware of Beverly's. I have a sister, I mentionedthat, and I was using her as an example of what to do, I did what shedid in such conditions. Donna and I sat on my bed as we talked aboutthe past week. He was holding my hand, he told me how pretty I was andbefore I knew it he was kissing me, not on my cheek like when we wentour separate ways at school, but full on my lips. I don't know why hedid this but I let him, I think I liked him doing it. We were supposedto be girls and I have seen my sister and her friends do. I think i was the only girl in my grade that owned more thongs and g-strings then regular panties. Even my dad would tip me by putting dollars in my thongs. After a long night of poker my dad passed out on the couch and Mike helped my clean up. While we were doing that he kept on pinning me against the sink or the table and rubbing his crotch against my ass. When i told him to stop he got mad and slapped me. "Tammy your nothing but a little cockteasing piece of white trash." mike.