Same with adolescent girls. If they're emitting pheremones, well, there's a reason for that. It's to get our cocks hard, no matter our age. I have gre...t respect for girls and women who recognize this fact.The first time I had sex, I was 15 and Molly was 13. Her soft, smooth flesh was an alabaster invitation to my young male urges. She actually put up a damn good fight, though I eventually succeeded in ripping all her clothing off. Then it was just a matter of time before I penetrated her virgin. The three girls had supposedly gone shopping with Aunt Mary, leaving me to my carnal pantyhose pleasures while they were gone. What I didn't know was that Abby had left the others to return home, feigning a stomach upset. But I found out later that she suspected I was tampering with her lingerie and she intended to catch me. She told me later that she had noticed stains on her pantyhose when she washed them and as she was 18, and sexually active, she had good idea what those stains were.I was. She openly talked about how she "hated" perfume soap, how cologne made her head hurt and how much she loved the natural scent of her man. She kept talking about what she wanted; "a man, a real man. A man that has the body hair of a man, that smells like a man after mowing the lawn and washing the car and just oooohhhh. You know." She was a totally new dynamic in the usual party scene, and I loved it. I loved listening to her as most of the regulars were the highly primped, pruned, and would. We seated ourselves at an outdoor table which was in a prime spot for people watching though the only person I cared to watch sat directly across the table. The waiter brought us our menus and took our drink orders. I ordered a Guinness and Lynn ordered a glass of white wine.Lynn. Yes, that's what she said her name was. Lynn and I took our time as we sipped our drinks and perused the menus. When the waiter eventually returned, Lynn ordered some sort of shrimp on top of pasta thing and I ordered.