That wouldn't exactly be a fate worse than death.But maybe you ought to wear some protection. All those public service announcements hadn't been in va...in. They told me that having sex with Juniper meant, essentially, that I was having sex with that indeterminately long parade of guys I was picturing -- the long line of guys she had tried on before me.And I was having sex with all the women -- good, bad and indifferent -- that all those guys had screwed.Risky business.All this kind of garbage was. And it was not long that emotionally the boyfriend was replaced by my family and physically by the toys I started buying after I grew out of barbies. I was happy just the way things were, I would look for an emotional connection like I always did before allowing a man to explore my nether regions. And I was at peace that that might take a while. I was pretty if for some not overtly hot. I was five and a half feet and had grown into a full woman fast. My breasts did not attract attention but. “Sorry Sam, its just that I had such a good time on the beach with you that I didn’t want to make you think I just wanted sex, because I kind of got feelings towards you now,” she told me honestly. “Aww Hannah, you should have told me that earlier as well,” I said. I finished taking off her bikini bottoms then moved up to give her a kiss showing her how much love I had for her already and she returned my love with a kiss I never thought I could ever imagine. The kiss lasted for a few minutes. It lterally ached. "You didn't!"He laughed at my shocked respone. "No, but almost as good. It was your aunt Shirley.That is about as close to your mother as one could get, isn't it? (Aunt Shirley had stayed with us for several months after her second divorce.) The first time I met her at your house, when I took her hand and looked her in the eye, I knew I could fuck her any time I was ready. That was the first time I ever sensed that with a woman, but it taught me to trust my instinct.