In fact s/he was the hottest looking person I'd ever been alone with. When I saw hir bare white legs hir short tight black leather dress, with matchin... long boots I was so turned on I started to hyperventilate."Oh my God!" exclaimed Gigi. "Are you all right?"The gyrl rushed to my side and started to rub my back which only served to turn me on even more. "It's just that," I began, still gasping for breath. "I've never (gasp) been alone with anyone so hot before." Oh that's so sweet," cooed Gigi.. Her name was Bonita, though she wasn't Hispanic. Bonita was a blond. She had a reputation in school for being a slut, and it was a fairly accurate rumor that she'd fucked quite a few guys up to that point!How I got the chance was a bit of a fluke, really. I wasn't the 'bad boy' sort of guy, but, I'd become fascinated by Bonita, and I was eager to finally have my first-ever chance to fuck. Nevertheless, I was really, really nervous that night!We satin the backseat through about two thirds of. She didn’t have to think a long time, “Sure, that’s fine. Where should we go?”“There’s Arthur Avenue in the Bronx, it’s . . ."“I’ve been there. But I live on the West Side.”“I'll drive you home afterwards, no big deal.” That was pretty much expected here. Even if she was going to Staten Island I couldn’t just leave her at South Ferry.But she said, “That sounds great; let’s go.”She was a little ahead of me as we walked out. Her skirt was tight enough to show the curve of her ass. I thought, my. A normal teenager, I thought. But she was "sexting" herself over the Internet. And in my mind, the word "sexting" became "selling."A month after that incident, I worked up the courage to talk to Emmie about sex and relationships. I thought I did a good job of it. I used my own experiences with her mother to explain things. I even let Emmie know that I knew about the breast video -- and disapproved. And she seemed to take that well. She insisted that lots of girls did that and it wasn't serious..