Later that morning, before Joey left for work I said, “Joey, Dan had to leave town for a week to go attend training.” I continued, �...�Joey, today is my birthday and I have invited daddy, why don’t you come home little early and we will have dinner together.” Joey said, “Wow…happy birthday Jill, sure I will be home before 7pm ” and then gave me big hug. My dad had been living alone and I was his only child and thought he would like to spend some time. They took me down to the clinic and waited for me. I walked into theprocedure room with the Doctor and she asked me if I was sure as therewas no going back, I said I was. I removed my thong and lay down on atable, putting my ankles in stirrups. She covered my tummy and scrubbedmy groin, painting on antiseptic. I watched her fill a syringe withliquid then the needle going into first one testicle then the other. Sheasked me one more time if I was sure, I nodded yes. She prodded me downthere and I. The constant, unrelenting hum of the engine which seemed to permeate throughout the bus was no longer the noise it was when she was more awake. As her daydream became stronger, with her eyes closed, the bus slowly faded a little more into the background. She became more and more aware of the warmth growing between her legs. She thought of all the things he wanted her to do, the instructions he had sent her, and felt herself growing wetter and wetter as she imagined following them through and. I did not realize at the time that this could be the beginning of a permanent sexual need to get ready in the plastic pants. That this was the start to my sexual life with plastic pants. Just like every teenager, I also fantasized when I was wearing the plastic pants. I fantasized about everyone whether it was girls or boys they were all part of my sexual discovery. I also started my exploration physically. Feeling a bit with girls and playing "doctor" with friends. It started innocently.