“I’m going to get another drink, who else wants one?” Rita said to change the subject. Debbie was a mutual friend, a petite redhead, in the same year as Rita, but a little older; I played sports with her brothers. “OK everyone;” she Monaounced, “let’s play!””What?” Rita asked. I smiled back at the lovely girl and entered the front hall. Maybe …
Rita returned with two fresh drinks and she and I discussed school for a few moments. This was probably a good thing, because I was starting to feel the effects of the rum a little. You can’t hide anything until you sit back down. As the talk became more playful, I noticed the electricity in the den. Although I have had some girlfriends, my sexual experience is pretty pathetic; amounting to touching a bare breast during a session of heavy kissing and then being told by my now ex-girlfriend to stop.
