All the guys who asked me for sex were not amongst those at the party and I refused every request and I avoided all contact with any guy after that a... my shame consumed me privately but my public attitude did not reflect it. A few guys called me a slut when I refuse to have sex with them. Maybe they were right but I was not going to perpetuate my shameful actions of that night again. My next fuck would be with the guy of my choice.As I continued to constantly refuse to have sex with any boy. Then I realised that she'd wedged her knees against a log and that was the only thing keeping her upright. I stayed in that position for a minute or two, until my cock started to soften and I was worried about cum dripping on her coat which was still on the ground. "I'll stand up now," I whispered. "OK," came the reply in a soft voice.I pulled my cock out, stepped back, bent down and picked up her coat, all in one smooth move. Smooth, that is, apart from the standing up. Not to put too fine a. It's scary!"She immediately reached around me and wrapped me in a hug. "Oh, honey,"she said. "I know that this is scary, but you need to have it soon." I know," I told her. "And I want it. But..." I understand," she interrupted me before I could find the words todescribe my feelings. This was a big step. Mom held me in that hug for afew minutes while I came to terms with what they had told me. Itwouldn't be long before my body matched my new driver's license."We wanted to schedule it this. ’ She tugged at the end of her ponytail. ‘I didn’t think you would be. We start off with a pistachio ice cream.’ Jo picked up her spoon and Daniel pulled it out of her hand. He shook his head and put it back in place. He picked up the spoon from his setting and quickly offered a small bit of the smooth cold treat. She found her eyes closing as the liquid slid down her throat. Some how any food associated with him was erotic. He whispered, ‘Wow!’ She opened her eyes and offered him some ice.