“Robert, It’s so good to see you again,” I say as we shake hands.“Yes, it’s a pleasure to see you and Rachel again. This is my wife Betty, p...lease have a seat.”In a very southern drawl, Betty spoke, “Daddy and I are so pleased you could join us. Daddy had a good feeling after meeting you last week. I’ll let him explain the details, but we look forward to working with you.”Betty calling Robert daddy gives me chills. But we sit and have drinks while we listen to their proposal. Rachel and I will. Little boys are supposed to be a couple of years behind girls their age, so Maryann at 11 was a good match. Except she seemed to know more than me and had more nerve too.Our parents were good friends and had left us alone while they went partying in the West End of Richmond. I don't think any laws were broken. We were just c***dren exploring. I've day-dreamed about that night many times and substituted an alternate more erotic ending from an adult's perspective. But the following story is. He said, “you have the ass of namitha..i just want to play with it all day”. But I was getting impatient, I said “please fuck me dear, make me a woman,make me lose my virginity” he then went to go get some Vaseline and applied it all over his cock, he lifted my ass and postioned himself, rubbing his penis over the entrance of my “vagina”.Then with one push he entered my vagina. I was screaming in pain, tears were rolling down my eyes, but I dint complain because I wanted this. I wanted to be a. Some of us put homosexuality to the test, and find that while we are capable of sex with our very own gender, we would, on the whole, rather not. Then of course, the remaining ten percent take the exact opposite view.Friendships come and go, there is a lot of laughing, even more crying, devastation, heartbreak, pregnancy, drug addiction, stalkers, streakers, theft, rape, and an occasional hero who comes along and makes it all worthwhile. Of course, not all those things happen to all of us..