"A little kiss, some fun, and I'd never see you again. You'd always remember me as the fun chickie at your party." And then?" I asked."And then you ki...sed me back," she sighed."So what happened after the kiss?" I asked. I had to know. I had to."It brought back memories, very good ones," she said. "I still have two years of school to get through, and my Mom's job here will last at least that long. I thought... oh hell, I don't know what I thought. It's not important." You're not very positive. His hair was going white, and he always seemed red when he was in the Steam room. He was kinda sprawled out on a beach towel and glanced in my direction as I came in. "Welcome Reggie, my friend, come in, come in." I nodded and went to the far end of the room and sat on a lower tier. Bjorn started humming some tune and idly began playing with his penis. I didn't pay to much attention trying to acclimate to the heat in the room. Another guy came in and sat down down the row across from. “Why are men the way they are?” Tess asked, “Male animals aren’t like them, they don’t rape the females.”“Or do they?” Mandy asked.“What do you mean?”“The bull doesn’t ask the female if she wants it, he mounts her. I don’t even know if animals can talk, men can’t. Men don’t have minds like women, they are just emotions, needs, and lust.”The loner’s youth mad him swift, satisfying his needs made him healthy. He could smell their flesh. The sweet aroma of their sex filled his nostrils. Something. I met kids from all walks of life and ethnicities, people I wouldn’t have met if we all weren’t fucking members of our families.Everyone I met was so cool, especially Carl Jennings. Him and I had lots of things in common. We were both sixteen, fucked our moms, and were both huge comic book nerds. As we talked about Uncanny X-Men 198 I heard a familiar female voice yell, “Robert Schapiro, what are you doing here?”I didn’t need to turn around to know that it was Jenny Hirsch. I’ve been hearing.