Alice followed each pattern with rapt attention, until she was under a deep trance. Her mind was blank, and yet it was happy, free, and content. She m...ust have watched the swirls for hours, or maybe days, she wasn't sure. The entire time, she could hear voices whispering in her ear. Sometimes, it was the girl, Grace. Other times, it was the voice she already knew so well, Robert. Other times, it was Daniel, who's equally seductive voice was becoming more and more familiar to her. "From now on,. I made big showy moves and gave them views of my front, profile and back sides. While I was showing off I realized that I did enjoy it even if it was slutty behavior. I had known since high school that I liked to strut my stuff for the boys but I always thought it was bad and shameful behavior. I wanted to be a good girl like my parents wanted me to be but I knew I also enjoyed showing off and doing things that they would not want me to do. I had struggled with that conflict since I was. I didn’t plan things quite so cold-bloodedly, for example, and I didn’t do the strip poker trick, and we didn’t do and say all that sick stuff the following morning, but the essence of it is faithful to the reality. In my first term at college I did share a room with an older girl (let’s stick with ‘P’) who was a good deal less attractive and sexually experienced than me. Perhaps not quite a virgin, I made that up, but close. And we did hit the town one evening and got talking to two handsome. She made us work and she made us study, but she was always fair. She worked us; she rewarded us; she protected and defended us. She had her faults but she never screwed us over: not even once. That's a rare thing.More often than not, kids drifted away rather than live up to Reb's standards. Those of us who remained were a tough bunch. We tended to be street smart, head smart, talented, and determined. We didn't hold back on ourselves or others. We were looking for a home, not running away from.