At least, that’s what she thought. She had always been on the chubby side, and knew that no boy, especially one of the most popular boys in her grad...uating class, would give her a second look. She had always been a bit of a loner, never had a lot of friends, never a boyfriend. She had been on only 2 dates, and had only been kissed once. She had long ago broken her hymen with her vibrator, the only lover she thought she would ever have. By now, she was used to getting no attention from the. ." Joe looked guilty. Marta could see it plainly as she lay against the pillows, her torso bare except for bandages on her shoulder. Her nipples pointed at Joe sitting crosslegged as near as possible holding her hands. Joe's honesty couldn't be helped. His face could be read like a glossy gossip magazine."What?" I have a confession." Joe paused. Marta waited. Joe sighed. "I got drunk last night, went to the bar we met, drowned myself in Long Island Iced Teas. I rarely glanced at the bar where. "Wh-Where am I... !" the blonde girl gasped, the sheet falling away from her breasts, making her aware of her nakedness. Modestly, she quickly drew the covering back up over their firm, rounded fullness and stared at the rapidly approaching two who both dropped on their knees beside her bed."So, at last you're awake, Baby," the red-haired teenager Jean remembered as Sandy said and smiled. Tenderly, she took Jean's hand to hold between her own. "We were beginning to wonder if you were going to. My pair of not-too-big-at-all cupped in my lace. In myhands, a froth of lace and silk and ribbon from her drawer. Somethingyou wear only one place. For one thing. I hold it up, look in thedresser mirror.The shower's hiss has stopped. I don't notice at first -- by the time Ihear the quiet, or maybe it's his breath, it's too late to retreat. Notquite startled, not quite not, I turn towards the hallway, stillholding the negligee straps to my shoulders.He's framed in the doorway. Barely framed, it.