I had told my girl friend about it and shewas ok with it. I thought she would have left me, but she found it to beinteresting, much to my surprise.But... then again, she was ok with my little "panic attacks", so this wasjust another thing about me that she could deal with. Even so, I did notever bring it up to her again. Admitting it was as far as it would go. Iwould not tell her much else. And I hid it from her very well. Thank youflash drives. I was more ashamed about it then embarrassed.* * * *. "Follow me," Sr.Gertrude said.They followed her to another display cabinet; "You wold both have been thrashed soundly", Sr.Gertude continued pointing to a cane on display in the cabinet.Aisling and John stared at the cane."Was corporal punishment used at the school you attended?" Sr.Gertrude inquired,now standing behind them as they looked at the cane; they were unaware that Sr.Gerturde was taking great personal excitement staring at their bottoms."No,"John replied."Not the school I attended. I wondered then exactly what I was giving up. I had nothing going with her after all. She, on the other hand, was seriously committed to someone else. She was also a virgin and in no way considering changing that status. So what exactly was I giving up?By giving up Priya, or at least giving up secretly stalking her; I'd be giving up frustration. I'd also be giving up being alone and lonely. And best of all, I'd be giving up celibacy because most of the girls our age were not only willing to. . . Good, say forty-five to an hour? . . . Great, see you then, kisses to you, ciao. “He’s home, you figured that I guess, we will go visit in a little bit.” “Can you finish your story before we go visit him?” “Yes Baby, I can finish my story. I should have brought my Arabian Nights costume; I wonder how that would go over on the airplane?” Dan laughed and told her she would have goose bumps all over from the temperature. “The flight attendant seemed like the type to enjoy it though, and.