Why don’t you show us?” Phoebe had been told not to look direct to camera, but she did so as she began to undo the buttons on her white blouse. Th... self consciousness in her face, betrayed just how far she was outside her comfort zone. “Just take your time Phoebe.” “OK,” said Phoebe, visibly trembling. “All those people who haven’t signed up, they don’t know what they’re missing,” said Andrea. “I guess,” said Phoebe, smiling nervously. At last Phoebe undid her blouse and slipped it off her. We both loved what we did, and neither of us feels any shame because of it. Then as I went through High School more sleepovers with other girls and more exploring. Dates with guys, then dates with guys ending in handjobs. Then dates in guys ending with blowjobs. Then on more than one occasion when I was a senior, dates with guys ending up with either my pants down around my ankles, or my skirt pulled up over my ass and getting delightfully plowed. Then I started to tone things down, realizing I. I was out one night with Danielle and Kelsie from work, who also happen to be friends with Rochelle. I should have known something was up. Neither of them ever seemed inclined to hang out before, but I thought, whatever. One of them must have spiked my drink with something because the last thing I remembered was walking out of the bar with them before I woke up tied to a bed in strange room. I had no idea where I was, and even stranger yet, I was completely naked. And I was a girl!They had. .. the way she looked when she showed up at my door, she looked like a completely freaked out victim. That's the best I can do. I'd be really surprised if she killed this guy. Of course, she probably wouldn't have mentioned it if she had." So she met this guy at a party?" I said."I know. Witnesses up the yin yang. She's a stranger here, but I'm betting she knew them, being rockers, and they may have known her first name, but..." Turning herself in?" asked Sandy, knowing the answer."Yeah. I.