She wanted to be exclusive or not at all. Well, that was the end of that! We parted on friendly terms, and I asked her to have Martha show up on Tuesd...ay for lunch. At least, I never had to go through my explanation of my career choice.The rest of the day at school was a real bummer for me, but I was greatly cheered when Ann showed up with the other girls and said that she was spending the night. Her parents were making an extended trip to Birmingham to something connected with her father's. Again disappointment... because I almost came in my shorts with the thought of her sexy lesbian friend eating pussy in our bedroom... but that left an opening for me!Laura and I had a serious conversation about it and she agreed to let me occupy the saddle. The conditions were that I could not speak and I was not to know who I was satisfying. I agreed but was a little nervous. Let's face it, there are some pussies we just don't want to eat. Fortunately, not seeing them would help remove this. Much of that party didnot feature in my own memory but I was told I was no longer a child.We all worked as shelf stackers at one of the big supermarkets inBrisbane, Australia. In the evenings before we went to work, wepractised our music in a genuine garage on the small farm where Terry,our lead guitarist, lived. We did covers of hard rock songs and a bitof Goth music and had already played at a few parties and birthdaysaround the area.Our biggest problem originally was that we did not have a. Seeing them I said, “egulo dekhe ki nongra ekta feelings aschhe na!!” (Aren’t these giving a nasty feelings!!)Mimi said, “ haan seriously….. kicchu ichhe jagchhe ekta….. khub nongra” (Ya seriously….. feeling like doing something…….and that is very nasty.)I said, “Jagchhe? To hoe jak?” (If there is a feeling, then should we?)Mimi said, “public dekhe korte hobe, chaap na holei holo, I am in.” (Need to do it keeping in view the public-the guy; it should not be troublesome….. I am in.) she said.