Her right hand was lying on her upper thigh and her left hand was holding the test strip in front of her. Her face was a reflection of fear, of worry...and of sadness. She could think of nothing else and sat like that for hours.That is how her mother found her two hours later when she came home from work. When her mother came home, she had called out for Karen but didn’t get an answer. When she went searching to see if she was all right, she walked in to the bathroom and saw Karen sitting. .. I don’t know ... right, somehow. I really enjoy talking to these kids because it feels like I’m making a difference. Do you get the sense that their parents have never even raised the topic of sex with them?”She squeezed his arm against her breast and agreed. “I think a lot of parents are terrified of the subject because they never had any useful training themselves when they were growing up. Jeez, think of all those marriages that have been absolutely miserable, or the ones that have gone. .. or what the heck, why not more than one ... for daily companionship and copious, continually available sex. He knew that would be ideal for him right now, in addition to all the lovers he expected he’d find naturally in his daily life. He planned to live very selfishly for now, with regular pussy at home but free reign to hook up with as many new partners as he wanted. He knew there would probably be many, many slutty volunteers even for this unequal type of relationship; he had always had. . do it..."Mikki opened her eyes: she was sweating profusely. She expected Will to be there looking down at her; but the only thing above her was the tent! She sat up and felt between her legs ... no wetness, thank goodness! Crawling out of the tent, she stood up; her legs wobbled beneath her; how much had she drunk last night ... and if she was drunk, what must Will be like!" ... Hey! You shouldn't be up!" he said, assertively, "Just you go and lie down again!" She did feel a bit woozy, so she.