One morning I woke up with his hand deep into my underwear. I went ballistic! We no longer were friends after that.”“I guess you had no gay friend....”“These weren’t, Jeff, but actually I had a lot of gay friends.”“I stayed away from the rough and tough, which brought me in touch with gays. But I wasn’t the best friend to them.”“Why not?”“We were great friends as long as they stayed in the closet.”“What! You caged them like animals!?”Laughing hysterically, “Yup!”“OK, give it to me straight,. ..”To her surprise, he backed up slightly, his freakishly attractive body shifting from an aggressive stance to a more neutral, confused one.“ ... oh, god,” he said, looking down at his finger-blades. “Oh no ... what have I done?”Brandi didn’t have time to work out what he was talking about. Seizing the opportunity, she ducked around him, and began running as fast as she could towards the counsellor office, even as Harry fell to his knees and began to weep.As she ran through the hallways, she. I striped down to my underpants and grabbed a towelling robe from one of the lockers where you stored your cloths etc. and a couple of towels."What do we do now?" she asked me."We'll we can go back to the lounge and get some drinks and dance. Or you can have a sauna, spa or even a massage. The night is yours; I’ll just go with what you want." I'm not sure I'm ready to mix with people I don't know, dressed like this, can we get a drink and sit in the Spa Pool?" Sure, but come and met a couple. We only know that the thought of that kind of rough, humiliating sex really excites us.Lisa and I received a cursory examination by the Physician's Assistant. She discussed birth control with us and the dangers of sex. She obviously has a problem with writing a prescription for girls our age; me in particular. But she held her nose and did it anyway. It helped a lot that mom was there with us. I think the PA would have made it a lot more difficult for us if our mom wasn't in the room.Our next.