Decked out in my rather too small uniform I walked briskly through the bustling hallways with my mid-thigh gray and brown plaid pleated skirt bouncing...in rhythm with my stride. I checked the restroom; it was full so I checked others. All were full! Damn! Then I spotted a door that said, “Custodian”. By this time the hall was empty since most kids were in the cafeteria eating. Gingerly I opened it and peered inside. It was dark so I fumbled for the light switch and turned it on. It was more. Then I added with a wink, "well, not about cheesecake!" "Hey! You remember the rule, don't ya Mister Commando Man?" Sue asked me, obviously thinking I was trying to bullshit my way into Wendy's pants."About the two of you (I pointed in the vicinity of Wendy who was still tightly held in my arm) never splitting up at night?" I asked as soberly as I could muster. "That's the one!" Sue exclaimed with a smile that made me think she was proud of me for remembering it. "So what the hell!?!?" I said.. I was always taught that homosexual activities was just plain wrong. I was taught that our sex organs were like plumbing. You can not hook a male end up to another male end, and the same with the female end. Believe me , I can't make this stuff up. My first journey into same sex activities was in junior high. I was in the boy scouts in Germany and a friend named Mark and I went camping one weekend in Germany. I was in the boy scouts at the time, so overnight camping trips was commonplace. We. As l was doing this l became aware of her massive jugs pressing into me. I could feel myself getting an embarrassing semi. I edged my lower body away from her before l thought she could feel it, and let her go. ‘You know l thought you were getting excited there’ she saidl could feel myself getting red’No’ l pretended’lt’s OK’ she said, ‘lm quite flattered,lve not had any attention in months’’Erm, alright l was a bit’ l said ‘ but it was a reaction to feeling you’’Oh, was it my tits?’ she said’.