I went with my luggage to the line for first class and smiled. This was going to be fantastic! When I boarded the flight, a very polite British woman ...hecked my ticket and asked me to follow her to my seat. She lead me to a window seat near the front of the plane. As she took my very large carry all bag and expertly stowed it above my seat, she asked me if I wanted a complementary glass of champagne. ‘No thank you.’ I said smiling. I held up my coffee. ‘My latte will hold me for now. Thanks. She walked back to me and said, "Come on, John. There is nothing for us here." She mounted her bike and drove away, forcing me to crank mine and follow her.I caught up to her and saw that she had her goggles pushed aside and tears were pouring down her face. She looked at me and said, "God damn this Depression!" We rode fairly slowly until she could get her emotions under control and could put her goggles back in place over her eyes. She adjusted the scarf that she was using for a dust filter. We had the party at our place as it is well set up for socializing and the party was going very well, lots laughter, drinks, and generally having a good time. It was around 10:00 everyone was drinking so things we getting a little rowdy as well. While I was getting more ice from the freezer in our garage K came over and quietly told me the Adam had followed her outside and made advances to her. She said he gently pinned her against the wall, and while bringing his face close to hers whispered. ”She fervently shook her head. “No, I want a man who thinks about my pleasure to be the first. And I want to be with my friend as she is losing her virginity. I don’t trust her friend.”“And I can accompany you to protect you?”“No, no. I want your …. ehhh” She swallowed hard. “.... penis in my vagina.”I smiled. “I think you are about to convince me to deflower you. But you have to learn a few things before we continue.”Her eyes got bigger and a big smile appeared on her face.“Thank you.”“Stop.