" You followed me into tI musky, dim locker room. Towels lay s**ttered, moisture hung in the air from the recently used showers. I straddled a bench...and you sat beside me. "Your first visit to a boys locker room?" I asked. You shook your head, "No, but its been many years since I was in one. It's just as I remember." I moved a little closer so that my chest brushed your side. "I always enjoyed bringing girls into the locker rooms after a game." "I bet you did." you grinned wickedly. "And. Just give me a second to get a grip on it.’ She flipped her long blonde hair behind a shoulder, a sure sign she was aggravated. Well, she’d just have to get over it because he definitely needed a minute to take all of this in. Unfortunately, her next words scrambled his thinking capability even more. ‘I turned 25 last week, Dylan. I’m still a virgin and don’t want to be. Since there are no prospects in my near or distant future, I want you to teach me about sex. It’s not that difficult to. Millie did her little dance of joy when we arrived at my place and made a beeline for the back seat when we took her with us. We packed a picnic basket and meandered our way to a suburban park with a number of small lakes, stopping at every yard sale we passed that looked interesting. It's fortunate I drive a small car and we had the picnic basket in the trunk or we would have come home with enough bargains to fill a truck. As it is I got a few more tools, a lamp that would go very nicely in. Well, All of my friends deserted me, well except for Jeannette who had full confidence in me, She really believed that I was innocent, I was certainly glad that I was open-minded enough to accept her. My fianc?e didn't have the same level of trust and belief in me and thus ended our engagement as well as our relationship. I was sinking so low and so fast, I was losing everything and it even was beginning to look like the police were building a lot of circumstantial evidence against me. It.