Some good friends had upgraded some furniture in their home and had offered me their old mattress that fit nicely on the floor of the van. I had throw... in a few cushions and bean bag chairs. It was a party van and was well used when groups of us would go on adventures like tubing at the river or overnight camping at one of the nearby lakes. I had even lived in it briefly after separating from my ex-wife. CJ and I had gotten comfortable in my van that was parked in the back parking lot when she. "What are you thinking, Ani?" "I'm thinking that I'm in a dream," I admit. "Why is that?" he draws closer. "Because you don't know what this means to me." He digests that for a few. "What does it mean to you—me telling you that I've always had feelings for you?" I don't answer. Talking just makes the dizziness worse. My body seems to have a mind of it's own because suddenly my hands are resting on his shoulders and my face is inching closer to his. "Ian," my voice trembles. That's all it takes,. She had asked for a drink as the stewardess took orders, saying that it helped calm her nerves and relax when she flew as flying always worried her! When the drinks arrived she had slipped her hand under my mac and had placed it quite firmly on the inside of my bare thigh as she leaned over me to get her first drink. She apologized, as one of her firm young breasts brushed against my face! I tried to give her some. Dating wasalmost a round-robin affair among the 'mid and lower classes', withalmost a caste system of rules in place where different 'levels' didn'tmix. There were always a few rare exceptions, but they never lasted. Sothe fix was in and I quickly learned that I wasn't going to be thequarterback's prom date.But I wasn't any less affected by my body than any other girl. Learningwhat made boys happy was easy to learn simply by listening in therelative privacy of the girls' locker room, and even.