"Okay Hannah," Debbie said desperately, "we did what you asked; we moved your bed right under the window like you asked. Are you getting enough air to...remember what the Mistress said about how I get to John?"Hannah gave Debbie a wry smile, she had actually had the rest of the girls move the entire cot with her and Lana still on it and was now saying, "It's coming to me, or rather I should say, he's CUMMING for me; 5-4-3-2-1!"The girls were looking at the Erotic Psycho as if she were crazy,. Well, maybe they just thought we'd make out or something. I mean, they wouldn't really think we were going to go all the way. I was just 14 after all and Julie was barely 15, but the possibility must have occurred to them. Didn't parents always imagine the worst?I got up to get some soda out of the refrigerator when something caught my eye. "What's this?" I asked Julie, tapping a little yellow sticky note with my finger."Huh?" Julie looked at me. "Oh, that's the phone number for my parents'. Our voices blended perfectly and we combined in a big last note on ‘saints.’ This time the response was immediate and there was cheering and clapping and whistling and I looked at Troy and he was looking at me and we hugged and, oh it was just such a wonderful moment. We took a bow and three curtain calls and as the crowd drifted away he led me off the stage and over towards the ice cream stand. I held his hand and pressed as close as I could to him not believing my luck that I had met such a. " No need to be sorry, Christy, I need to know," I replied, wiping another tear from her cheek."I'll admit that only having sex with him feels fantastic and I like how you find it exciting." I knew something was wrong last Friday, I could sense that you had something troubling you," I replied, "Why didn't you tell me, babe?" How could I?" Christy replied, "I had promised you sex. What was I supposed to say? Sorry, I don't want you to see me nude or have sex with you? How would that have made.