You rode the elevator up another flight. You went into the store. Lynn looked at your skin and your hair, fussing with it again. ‘How about you come...in on Christmas eve day and we’ll do something special with your hair?’ She took one of your hands and lifted it in hers and looked at it. ‘You should have a manicure and pedicure. You could make a special Christmas gift of yourself, dear.’ ‘I don’t know anything about those things.’ ‘I’ll call you next week. I’ll show you the ropes.’ You both. You're an attractive young lady, and if my only responsibility was to my libido, I would say yes in a heartbeat, but that's not my only responsibility, so I need to consider this carefully. Look, we're having a party tonight, and guess what, you're old enough to drink. Have a couple of beers, sing your songs, and see what happens. Maybe you'll meet a nice young man who'll make you forget about all of this. If not, well, I'll still owe you an answer."The impatience of youth showed on her face,. I watched the folks who went about their daily routines as though I wasn’t there. There were though, a few who took liberties with my prone body as they’d walk by. Spitting at me and cursing me. A couple of women came by and from behind me I could feel them staring and heard one of them say “he’s gonna be sorry he came here tonite! The last time we caught a guy spying on us he ended up in the hospital.” “Why what happened to him” the other voice asked. “well it seems he was an activist who. The feelings raced through my body, it kept feeling better until I shot a huge amount of sperm (or white thing as I called it that day) through the room, and I had the best feeling ever. Louis Fer quickly followed. Then Roger told us that we needed to clean ourselves with some tissues. After that, my brother laid in bed and told me it was his turn. My brother, being two years older than me was also at the same school as I was, so he also had his uniform on. I had actually felt aroused by.