She was right. The two assholes strike again.April wasn't a virgin when they got to her however. She had lost that right after turning fifteen. Her fi...st time had been with a boyfriend she had been seeing for a few months. He had been a virgin too and, though it had been awkward at times it had been wonderful. Her first orgasm had been glorious.I won't say that she turned into a slut because I hate the negative connotations that word has. And, depending upon your definition she probably wasn't.. ?Husbands like their wives to wear lacy things,? she advised him, ?andunlike strangers, they get to see just what she?s wearing underneath.?She carefully combed out his hair and began the process of rolling it incurlers, insisting as she did so, that he practise putting in some ofthe curlers himself. When she had finished, he said that his head feltlike the inside of a porcupine. A moment later she placed a shower-captype hood over the curlers and connected its rear hose to the dryerunit. It. They must have seen the terror in my eyes. Kara said, "Take a deep breath," and then she and Jo smiled at each other. They each took one of my arms and, naked as the day they were born, they began to lead me, still fully dressed, out onto the stage.I allowed them to pull me along until just before we reached the curtain that led out onto the stage. It suddenly occurred to me that I can't do this. I can't dance! I've only ever danced in the privacy of my bedroom in front of my mirror!Jo and Kara. “Come in, I’ll get you the phone, and then we can just move on, okay? We won’t even talk to you guys anymore.”I couldn’t have been more surprised if he’d have handed me a million dollars. This reaction was mind-bogglingly…reasonable. Looking back, that should have set off a thousand red flags in my mind, but I’m so desperate to believe it that I push those concerns aside. Alexa seems pleased that this is going so well. She beckons me to step inside, and I do it without thinking, as if in a.