I’m too embarrassed. I did smile at Mr. Dyke and Mr. Citro, though. Mr. Dyke didn’t seem at all embarrassed. Mr. Citro nodded his head and mouthed... something to me that I couldn’t quite understand. It might have been, “Later, Mya.” But I’m not sure.Cheryl led me through the crowd of horny old men and up to the stage. There’s a set of steps on the side and we went up the stairs. I felt all of them staring at me and I’m so nervous now I can hardly walk. Hell, I can hardly breathe!Once we were on. " I had no idea what was downstairs and I did not want to go without Rick. "OK babe I'll go with you." Mark led the way, it was dark. I noticed that when we started to go down a couple of the guys got off their stools and followed us down. Downstairs was like small living room with a couch, a couple easy chairs, a bar and very, very little light. I realized what my friend had told me. I was in for it. I sat on the couch and Mark lit another joint for me and got me another drink. Rick. I was scared to death of having sex. I could not digest the idea of some guy sticking his penis (a.k.a love machine, hotrod, meat, tool, feel free to insert your own word here) inside of me. The thought was just terrifying.Now, I said there were 3 virgins left from my senior class, and after Anna played with the one-eyed monster, that just left Vanessa. Vanni had a story just like mine. When I lost Anna to the virgin cause, I struck up a friendship with Vanni and shared the sex stories with. " Yeah, I know," he said, feeling another surge of loss. Tempered, this time, by Charlene's embrace."I know you'll miss her," Charlene said. "But...maybe, if you want, you could just pretend I'm your mother. I don't mind."It was his turn to laugh gently. "That's sweet, Charlene," he said, and it was. "But I don't know if I can do that." Why not?" Well, for starters, Mom never gave me a boner."She laughed, but it sounded forced. "It's been a long time since I gave any man a boner," she.