“There has to be something. Some argument I made. You’re a debater. That’s what you do.”“Yeah, with research and time to prepare.” She too... a deep breath. “Okay, I have thought about this topic. The Program comes up in debate all the time, actually. The ethics of it, how students are forced to go naked, to be used as props, the way the line is skirted, etc. So, here’s the best I have. What is the Program about?”“Um...” I frowned. “It’s about getting us used to expressing our sexuality in the. How would I explain the goo all over her panties? I rushed over to the toilet, threw them in, and flushed them down, hoping that she would not notice they were missing. I then went to my bedroom and fell asleep with the scent of her pussy still in my nose.Later that night I awoke to hear my mother come home. She walked quietly down the hall, and then opened the door to my bedroom. Still feeling a little guilty, I lay dead still and pretended to be asleep. After a few seconds, she drew the door. I stumbled through to my bedroom and collapsed on my bed and cried the pent up tears of the last three years. I was about to fall asleep when my telephone rang. I took a deep breath to steady myself a little and answered. “Hello,”“Hi Mark, It’s me, Pam.”“Hey Sis, I suppose you heard?”“Yeah, she called me earlier. She wanted us to go out and celebrate…”“Damn, she’s cold!”“You got that right Markie. Anyway, do you think you could stand some company?”“I’m not sure, I’m pretty messed up. I wouldn’t. ’ ‘The outside looks really nice.’ you responded. ‘We are almost done outside, there is a little more to do around back.’ We scheduled another date for the next Saturday, I gave a light kiss on the cheek and went inside. We dated mostly on Saturdays for the next 8 months, before we allowed things to become serious. We were definitely comfortable with each other. Over time I could feel the old familiar feelings creep back in. I found out that the company was doing very well. RT was not rich,.