" I handed her the print I had made. She stared suspiciously at it, then took and slowly read it. I noticed that she became pale and halfway through i... she started to cry."Oh my God!" she screamed, "Does he hate me this much?"My teeth clenched as I realised that, at this point, she wasn't even thinking about me, her thoughts were about the bastard that she had the affair with. I gripped the table until my knuckles turned white and started moaning in anger. I was startled when she spoke calmly. Nancy: Ok now I will go inside you change your dress and call me.Me: No mom, I’m fine with this dress. I will sleep with them.Nancy: Lol! What are you talking baby? Those are ironed party wear clothes. Get and change in your nightdress. Keep them for the marriage.Me: No, mom, I’m comfortable.Nancy: What’s wrong with you?She took my bag and searched for my nightdress.Nancy: Honey, why you are not carrying any of your nightdresses?Me: Mom actually, I don’t carry them with me. Because, as I don’t. But back in 1960 my parents had actually entered me into a local religious retreat at a nearby lake. The camp whether it still exists I,ve no idea, but six other teenagers from my church attended. It Wasn,t cheap as meals and board under an all boys and all girls, chalet on lake side plus counsellors and chaperones were provided. I liked the retreat as when we weren,t having bible studies forced on us we could do crafts and do sports like tennis, volleyball, archery, crazy golf, table tennis. As I am scared to talk directly with girls I started searching for online friends. I went online and was searching for chatting with girls. Many dating sites came up. Some other sites like chat with strangers.I don’t know how it works everyone has their names as M India, Horny guy, M 24, Any female, BBC, etc. After many chats, I realized that most people are males, and many come here for sexting.As most of them are men, it is very difficult to find a girl. Even some males play with others.