Unfortunately the title of the show escapes me at this time but I remembered that I had taken an old flame to see it on a rainy Wednesday when we got ...educed price tickets for the matinee. It was a musical and in all honesty I hate musicals because they would burst out in song at exactly the wrong moment at least in my humble opinion. Of course in the scheme of things, my opinion had to be right because I was infallible in such matters if the truth be known.I did remember my date’s name was. “The DNA tests showed that she had semen from at least eight men in her front and in her back. There was also semen in her stomach, but they couldn’t get DNA from it. There was a note scratched into the roof near where she jumped that said, ‘I can’t go on living like this.’ The security cameras from across the quad showed a very blurry, but obviously naked figure climbing up the side of the building just before dawn. The cameras on the roof show the same blurry, naked figure scratching on the. No blood, no glory." Two then," I said, accepting his verdict. "So what made you decide to become a hymen hunter anyway?" The day I graduated from the U. Daddy convinced me." Uncle Freddy?" I asked, wondering what the hell my lunatic uncle had to do with it."Both mom and dad were there when they gave me my sheepskin up at the U. They didn't talk of course, in fact they sat on opposite sides of the hall. I went to dinner with mom and sis and everyone from that side of the family but then met dad. We were non-stop sex machines, both highly sexed and enjoying our physical encounters, in fact anything that titillated our tastes, we just delved-in and had a blast.Today we planned to go down the beach and cycle to get there, so I put on my white bikini and a cheesecloth one piece loose fitting dress, very cool to wear, and feminine by virtue of showing my body underneath.We cycled off the main thoroughfare, through the local forest, a natural path cutting close to a naturist park, and yes,.