I couldn't take it any longer, I had to have a break, Ibegged Sally to let me go a little ways out of our yard tomy favorite climbing tree. Much to my...surprise, Sally saidI could go off to my climbing tree for little while becauseI had been such a 'good little boy'.Before I went off for my brief escape, I snuck into thehouse and called Carl, "Meet me at the tree." I said.Before long Carl and I were climbing high into the tree,throwing rocks and other such things. I lost track of time,the next. Shanana was carefully washing at her hair, which was turning out to be blonde, when the girl started to come around. She was groggy and I think she couldn't see too well. She felt the wetness and a look of panic crossed her face. Shanana held her head while whispering soothing assurances that she was alright.She looked around and saw me standing a little way off. She did a sort of double take. Curiosity was how I would describe her look. She clutched her jacket to her body and tried to shrink. There’s nothing in it for you. Nothing at all. You’re best shot of her.“OK.”Today Virginia was wearing a tight, black top that gave a curious illusion of being transparent, even though it clearly wasn’t. It achieved what I assumed to be the desired effect, that I sat staring at Virginia’s bosom expecting revelation where there was none. She sipped her drink with an eye full of mischief.“I’m impressed,” she said.I hoisted my own glass. “With what?”It wasn’t in Virginia’s nature to answer a. She seemed a little reluctant at first, the whole thing seemed like a confession rather than a story. She told us all how she began masturbating at an early age, how she lost her virginity on her fifteenth Birthday. She admitted that she’d used sex as a bargaining chip, trading sexual favours to get hired at different jobs and get out of trouble. Then I saw her eyes well up. She took a deep breath as though she were about to rip off a band aid then she explained why she was there. Like me.