Often, I would make up excuses to get away and be on my own.At the onset of puberty, I became really confused. While the boys seemed to be only intere...ted in the girls, I found an equal attraction to both sexes. This fact really put me on the outside, since at that time there was nowhere to turn for help or advice.My self-being really changed when I took a sitting job after school and on weekends at sixteen. It all started quite innocently when on one occasion, Sandra, my employer left me a. I generally wouldn't have told my mom anyways, as it just meant more time home alone to masturbate, plus I had our dog at home, so I didn't get scared if both my mother and s(i)ster were gone at night. For many, it might have bred resentment, but for me being so gawky and lust crazed, I simply masturbated to thoughts of my older s(i)ster and classmates in delicious concocted fantasies.======It was the first Saturday of summer break, and I was excited about not having homework anymore, being. So i was studying for my chemistry test and a girl comes up to me. She smells of weed and alcohol. "Hey baby." I look at her weird because she seems off. "I wanna make a deal. I have to write this paper by tomorrow and I don’t want to do it. I heard you were pretty smart, so if you write it for me ill give you a blowjob right here.” My eyes lit up with excitement. “How long does it have to be?” I asked. “Just a page.” she replied. I had only gotten one blowjob my entire life and it was during 7. But as he looked up, he saw that I held his gaze, unwilling to look away. I’ve come this far and I’m not turning back now. “…ballsy… “ I heard you mutter under your breath as the server appears with the two drinks and a raised eyebrow. The Jack on ice is for me, Jameson for you. I raised my glass. “To New Orleans, baby.” I leaned in and whispered in his ear, and felt him shiver ever so slightly. I know that he would have caught a whiff of my perfume - feminine, familiar, understated but darkly.