I am proud of it. My life is full of sexual adventures, and I think I can write my own kamasutra. I am just trying to dump my memories to this site wh...ch helped me to explore new fantasies.Ladies, and of course you fellow readers are requested to send your feedback to me. I am starting with my very first event of my life when I was only 9. My father was posted in Bareily and working for a govt department. We were living in a rented house. My family consist of my mother, two sisters and father.. The first commandment of teenaged girls was: THOU SHALL NOT DATE A CAR-LESS MALE. And the second was like unto it: THOU SHALL MAKE OUT IN BACKSEATS ONLY. No car, no nookie. Not even stink finger.The third commandment for girls: THOU SHALL NOT PICK UP BOYS. The codicil: YOU MAY ALLOW A BOY IN YOUR CAR IF HE IS A KNOWN DRIVER. (And he's cute.)I, a hotbed of raging hormones, was denied the relief of a slutty girlfriend by the law and the prophets.Hey ... I was pretty ... I was fast ... but I was. She looked at me.Alexis had hazel eyes that changed with the light. They were brown flecked with green in the day and green colored by brown at night. They were totally unique.I could feel words rising in my throat, feelings I shoved down again. This was the moment, the moment everything might have changed.I leaned over. I leaned away. She slipped away to the mattress and went to sleep. Nothing.Back in 1990, I'd wanted Alexis with everything I had. The missed moment still plays over and again. The three kids can go in the next room until you two talk it out, but we’ll be there for you both. I’ll come get your mom. We’ll meet at the plane. We’ll be taking Sheila. She’ll go with you and Chuck. She has her mom watching Frankie. With the three of us, there shouldn’t be anything we can’t handle from there. Worst part is only being three weeks from launch at that point, but we’ll have all the comms available. Sat phone, cell phones, laptops. We should be OK. It’s not like we’ll be on.