What is there to say, i started having sex when i was a jr high. i had a bf, sort of, who was cute and was in a band. we hung out at various houses, and i got into bjs pretty quickly. i would get real horny and blow him in front of anyone and everyone. most of the other girls would do the same.

it did not take a huge leap to get into the full act. one night when i was blowing my bf his friends egged him on to just go ahead and fuck me. i was kind of caught between the devil and the deep blue sea, and when he stood up with his hard on and told me to lay back, i pretty much did what i was told. he reached down and pulled off my pants and undies, and right there on the floor in the game room in front of his friends he got on me and popped me.

after that, it was all the way all the time. we got condoms, but we really didn't like them. i was pretty lucky i didn't get knocked up. our sex was pretty conventional, intercourse, lots of kissing and petting, and a good amount of exhibition for the others. by the end of that jr high none of the girls were virgins.

as we went into highschool we gravitated to other groups, but i was pretty much used to going out and getting laid. more than one boy lost his virginity with me, which i thought was fair. i really was very promiscous all through high school. i don't know really how many bfs i had, but there were a few. and most, if not all, of the girls we hung around with also put out quite a bit.

by the time i was in college i was on the pill, and very worldly about boys and sex, and stuff. i didn't do drugs, which other girls did, but i did drink. for me a date wasn't a date if i didn't get laid. my roommate learned not to walk in without knocking, beacause more than once she caught me with a guy on me.

then one day, it is always one day, i met a guy. he was way older than me, way older. he took an interest in me, and guided me about school and my degree and stuff. he never said anything, but i knew he was pretty much not in favor of my behavior. that one day he sat me down on a bench in the main court yard and told me to just sit there and hold his hand. he told me that in nature all animals fucked, that was animal nature. but fucking didn't make me a woman, it made me a bitch, and any bitch could fuck, all she had to do was raise her tail.

i got pissed, but i sat there and held his hand. i mean we sat there for a couple of hours, just holding hands. then he asked me to join him for coffee at the student union. and he walked me there holding my hand. he told me to cover up my belly, and that it was no ones business what my bosom looked like. we talked, just talked, about anything other than my behavior, we talked and talked.

then he walked me back to my dorm. he told me that i was to sleep alone. no boys. no booze. no party. and not to disobey him. i slept alone and asked myself all night why i was obeying him. who was he that he could tell me what to do. but i obeyed him.

he came for me the next day and took me shopping. new clothes, girl clothes, not slut clothes. he made me model everything for him. he paid.

for the next many many weeks, he came for me and walked me to class, made me dress in casual but not slutty clothes, got rid of my make up, i didn't have a drink. i walked with him and held his hand. i don't know if i was drying out or so horny from being denied sex, but i would get nervous as hell, and he would sit with me and hold my hand.

he broke me of my habits, i got along well in school and graduated with honors. i went two whole years without as much as a grope. everyday, he walked me and held my hand. when i graduated, after my parents went back to the hotel (who were pretty dumbfounded about my change), he told me i was going to be his wife. and then i was going to be his woman. mind you, he did not ask me to marry him, he told me i was going to marry him. i obeyed.

today i celebrate my 30th anniversary, my husband is a much older gentleman now, and for all those many years i have had the best sex a woman could ask for. i have remained faithful to him. my kids would never ever guess what kind of girl i was in highschool and my first years of college. my husband was right, i became a wife and then a woman. his woman.