.... I got over it.I was wondering about my own sexual orientation for a while. I thought I was gay for a while as I felt strong sexual attraction to ...men. but I also felt sexual attraction to women too. I could fuck women all day long and masturbate to pics of them, but I felt I would also fuck a guy with the same passion if the opportunity presented itself. I eventuall settled on Bisexual. I'm a Bisexual And I'm fucking proud of It!!!To anyone who is reading this story let me tell you. There. Are you, honey?" She sounded so hopeful that it distracted me from the fact that my mother just asked me if I'd ever had sex."Well ... sort of," I said, trying to keep her hope alive."You can't be sort of a virgin," she said, "just like you can't be sort of pregnant." What I mean is that I fooled around with a lot of boys, but I never let any of them actually put it in me. Not there, anyway." I closed my eyes. I'd just blurted out something I had never intended to tell anybody ... not even my. ”“John? What's going on! Let me out of here!”More and more footsteps. How many people were walking into the room and seeing her like this?“John, baby please. I can't see.”“That's how we need it. Don't worry, we'll be taking good care of you.”“We? Who the hell is we?”“Now don't start, Diane. Act like a lady, would ya?”“What are you doing, John? Can we talk about this? Please, let me go.”“The blindfold is just to hide identities, baby. These guys are doing me a favor. They don't want any trouble. Through the changing room door, I can hear the two girls talking and giggling, though I can’t quite make out what they’re saying. Mostly, it sounds like Keela giving instructions to Talia on how to put the bikinis on. They sound like they’re having a good time. The door opens and Keela steps out first. She looks at me and says, “What do you think of this one?” Talia steps through the door in a pale pink bikini much smaller than any she’d tried on so far. “This is a mini-string,” says Keela..