"He said, let me have some sex and you'll get 'A'," Jessica finished it off for her, "You poor baby, and you let him, because Anne will fire you if yo...u don't."Emily nodded and found herself being kissed again."What did he do?" asked Jessica, settling Emily comfortably in her arms with one hand just resting lightly on the side of Emily's breast."He made me suck him," Emily sobbed."Did you hate it, or was it sort of cute?" her friend probed."I didn't like it at first, but now I don't mind. It. Going to bed with Ben had been a mistake; she now realized these things weigh heavier on a woman’s mind than on a man’s. She felt bad for every drunken bar room pick up she’d ever made as a man, looking for a quick thrill or one night stand. She felt horrible for using this unknown woman’s body for personal gain, and she was disgusted with herself for being so gullible in her dealings with Ben; she should have known better. It would have been nice, when and if she found this other woman, if she. I started to think about how pretty she was, and what was a beautiful young girl doing stranded at a gas station in Nevada with no way out. She occupied my thoughts, but I didn’t dare ask too many questions. It just didn’t seem right. I just couldn’t get her out of my mind, though.When we got to California, the scene was quite spectacular. There were people everywhere on the streets. As we drove through the Haight-Ashbury area, we had never seen so many long-haired hippies. Heck, we had. .. all three of them.”“I did say there were quite a few other’s locally with rather different sorts of personal relationships. ‘Lucky Cucky’ won’t be breathing a word of fire and brimstone at any of us... ‘He who throws the first stone’, and all of that!”“And you mean by us?” Leanne giggled, never one to miss an obvious innuendo.“Well,” Maria, the minister’s wife blushed, “I was rather fond of snuggling unchastely with other morally flexible young women, back in my younger days.”“And still.