In fact, it was Angela who led me into a lot of things, urging me to try sex with boys and to be more aggressive in getting what I wanted. She even sh...red a few boyfriends with me.That became funny when I was sixteen and was seeing a guy twenty-two. I decided to dump him and that's when Angela said she'd like to take him to her bed which she did. She did even more, she married the guy.Well, he wasn't the first guy we both had sex with, there were three or four others, but she did marry the guy. The problem I have come to realized was that the aggressor usually does not. They only understand one thing, strength, determination, and commitment." Aaron, it is never that simple," Caleb interrupted."It is absolutely that simple!" Aaron replied, raising his voice. "The problem with Good is, they seem to forget that Evil is exactly that, evil. Sometimes you have to become what you fight, or do not care how you fight, as long as you fight to win." If we devalue our ideals and virtues," Caleb. "Massage is a very complex science. Are you licensed? Bonded? Insured?" We're cute!" Tami said forcefully."Close enough." We started down the steps of the bleachers and headed for the parking lot. I saw a couple of my fellow athletes give me almost friendly glances as I walked, hell--as I strutted--with the two beautiful girls."I hate to be the dumb blond..." Tami started."Especially since you're a brunette," Robbie interrupted."I was thinking of dying it. Trying the blond thing for awhile.". The sensitive switch of her conscience had been flicked and Melanie felt waves of guilt-ridden revulsion taking hold of her as lewd pictures of the scenes she had witnessed through the keyhole flickered through her mind, taunting her with the memory of the perverted thrills she had experienced as the unseen voyeur. Her own best friends! It was still unbelievable... they, had been performing obscene acts--acts which Melanie had never dreamed of carrying out with her own husband in the darkness.