Naked save for her veil and a cruel, barbed cilice wrapped tightly around her waist and under her crotch, she knelt at the worn prayer stool and close... her eyes. After a long period of silent meditation, she took a knotted scourge from under the stool and kissed it. Then, bracing herself with her left hand she arched her back, set her knees wide apart, and swung the scourge with all her force over her shoulder into her back and buttocks. She repeated this five times at long intervals, gasping. Well, one thing led to another, and we were riding back on the bus one night from a really late game, and we thought everyone else was sleeping, and we kissed.” Although I was engrossed in her story, it was making me a little horny. I pictured her at my age, kissing this Sandy girl. A first, tender, experimental kiss between two curious girls. Her eyes were far away. There was a hint of a smile on her face as she remembered the kiss. “But of course, not everyone was asleep. One of the girls. . do it.” She hoped that her sudden frankness would embarrass Matt and cause him to back off a bit. To her surprise, and minor annoyance, this did not happen.Matt was not fazed by her rejoinder in the least. “What you are hearing is schoolyard talk and street gossip. And that comes mostly from girls who have no real idea of what a truly satisfying sexual experience is. They mostly have not really gotten beyond the mechanics of getting their panties off, getting Tab A into Slot B, moving and. ”“Okay, I will from now on.”A couple of minutes later, there was a knock at the door; I opened it to see James standing there.“What’s up bud?” I said as I invited him in.“Stupid me, I left my house keys here,” James laughed as he walked in.Christy came from the kitchen, still only wearing her bra and thong and asked what was wrong. I told her that James had left his house keys here and he went to the bedroom to get them.“Now’s your chance to kiss him properly in front of me,” I whispered.James.