Again she broke into tears. Heather held her until the tears had gone.Heather asked Pam “Would you like to learn how to make love with both male and...female? I’m asking as I do not want you to have this memory of what love and sex is. He treated you like an object not a lover. Let us help please”Pam looked at Heather “OK but I am scared.”Heather called me, on hearing my name I came into the lounge, sat next to Pam and hugged her. Our blanket was still on the floor. I kissed Pam then started to. I breathed out hard. "I read the news."That amused her. "Believe everything you read?"I found my gaze sliding from designer heels up the form-hugging fabric to the swell of her breasts and delicate throat supporting the sparkling five-figure necklace. "Should I?"Tabloid stories of the coke-snorting nymphomaniac seemed well-founded given the string of men that graced her door. As if augmenting the evidence she sensed flashing through my mind, Holly uncrossed her thighs once more, feet remaining. That's HOPEWe plan big things for tomorrow in spite of zero knowledge of the future.That's CONFIDENCEWe see the world suffering, but still we get married and have children.That's LOVEOn an old man's shirt was written a sentence 'I am not 80 years old ... I am sweet 16 with 64 years experience.That's ATTITUDEHave a happy day. Live your life like the six wisdoms!Boarding planes in Israel...What a simple and brilliant idea! I particularly like the 'spare' seat announcement!!It's hard to beat. Before her sat Amy, a shy and petite Asian girl. She never too any risks in life unless pushed by her friends, but Stace suspected she had a deeply hidden exhibitionist streak to her, if college didn't bring her out of her shell, Stace intended to.To Amy's left, blonde, fit Brandi drank her champagne. Brandi wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, but she had an amazing body, which she worked hard for, in fact, she was studying to earn her license as a personal trainer.Finally, there was poor,.