Some of you might think they're just nice to me so they can get in bed with me, and maybe that's even true for some of them. But even though I am a sl...t, I don't just go onto bed with every man out there. Especially not with those who are my friends.A few years ago, this mistake happened to me the first and last time. My friend Debora had her place for two weeks for herself, because her parents went on vacation. Her little brother was sleeping at his oncle's place. So in those two weeks we. " Was it tight?" Yes."Christina squirmed just a bit, as if picturing the situation. "Gawd dammit! It's so wrong, but it's a little bit exciting: the thought of you sodomizing my little sister."But then Christina's hard-set face was back, and she looked back right at me. "You are going to make this up to me."The five of us, Christina's family of four and I, chatted amicably for this Thanksgiving Thursday morning. Amy flirted with me in a giggly schoolgirl kind of way, but always kept herself in. "Chris brushed his hair off his forehead. "Oh, sorry about that thensis." They ate their lunch and headed back to the slopes and skied againinto evening. Kate caught occasional glimpses of Jordan and Jamie skiingand watched them longingly. Chris couldn't help but notice that Kateseemed a little disinterested in skiing and was watching this guy Jordanshe had talked about. The brother was a good skier too they were alwaysracing, trading places with each other. They headed back to their lodge and. The summer of seventy-eight was when I came to realize who I truly was. I say was because I’ve spent the majority of my life since then fighting that discovery. Now that I’m older I’ve reached a point in my life that I can finally share that experience. More importantly, I’ve reached the point that I can live my life free from any restrictions.It was during that fateful summer that I would come to realize my true self. At least as far as what I wanted in a partner. Girls were always the talk.