" What's true?" Pink is our color," she said and stole her very first kiss from my glossy pink lips.It had only been a quick one, just a peck, but I f...lt so warm after that kiss, inside and out. We rode the rest of the way in silence, holding hands and listening to our parents talk about trivial things. Our parents. Our color. What did it mean? And Amber was right about one thing, she did feel like a sister to me and I wished very much that she really was ... It might have made things so much. He seemed to be concentrating on his driving, and she let him decide when they should begin talking again.“We’re going directly to my apartment. You can go back to your dorm just before classes begin.” Sometimes, he told her rather than consulting her. She needed her diaphragm. Did he think she took it home with her? Well, she was being a little unfair. She’d never told him that she used a diaphragm. Still, she decided what she would do. Although his program did sound attractive. And, he had. She still did not look up at him, and he just waited, not even stroking her back. It was over a minute before she raised her face up to look at him. "My shrink says I have to give it at least six tries," she said, to his complete confusion."Huh?"Suddenly, she was was acutely embarrassed. "Oh, shit, I... I..." The word 'normal' flashed through her mind again, and with an effort of will, she squared her shoulders. "Sex. She said even if it was tough the first time, I had to try five times more.. She chose the Goth look that they knew Ferman liked. Heavy black boots, fishnet holdups, a micro-short and ragged black skirt, a tight leather t-shirt, her hair shaped and gelled. She wore black lace, fingerless gloves and a few chains, nose and tongue studs. She lifted her skirt to see her naked cunt with a temporary tattoo that read ‘whore’ above it. Looking in the mirror she said aloud, ‘Christ, I’d buy you myself.’ It was about the time that Lauren had sat down in the bar at the Stein Hotel.