Better to be a person who tried (andoccasionally failed) and had a bit of courage, then be tagged as a wimpor a fairy!Bernadette was above all of thes... girls to my way of thinking. I felt onwatching how she was accepted by everyone, had to me the luxury of notneeding to show off, or the need to be a follower. I quite happily sat onthe sidelines not offering or being asked for an opinion, but then alsonot drawing attention to myself either.During that afternoon, I learned about various boys or. I can’t say I thought it was sexy because I didn’t know of such things at that time. Today I might describe the scene as being erotic. It was beginning to get late and Mom wasn’t home yet. Dad came to my door and asked “what’s this? What’s going on in here?” as he surveyed my room. “I’m just playing” I answered. “It looks like you have a hosiery store in here” he chuckled. “I had no idea you had this many. I came to tell you that you should cleanup and get dressed because you Mother will be. I liked it, Ellen did not, but I had her attention with thatsuit. The third, my absolute favorite, was yellow and red, two piece but nota bikini, and we both decided that was the one for me. On the way home Ellendidn't say much, but she knew that for me to wear that second bikini I hadto have done something with Mr. Wonderful, and about a block from home shebroke down and asked me. I did not answer her.We lugged everything to my room, put it all away, then Ellen demanded toknow how I managed to. I told her I thought she was wrong, and swore I’d never cheat. But after watching that movie, I think she’s right about both of us having to be on guard for our whole lives. She also made another point - that once you start having sex it’s hard to stop.”“THAT point I agree with!” Jocelyn growled. “When you left on Saturday it really hit me that we’d never make love again and never even cuddle in bed. I LIKE doing that, and I love doing that with you. And now we can’t. Or won’t. Or.