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My first sexual experience was interesting. I was in ninth grade at a military school for boys. We wore uniforms, did physical training, the whole lot. We also did plays, musicals, and the hitch was that boys did the girls parts. I was young, had lean limbs, and could pass for a girl if I wanted too. I tried out for a new musical called Hair Spray. I did really well. I got a part called Tracy. My counter-part was a guy named Steve. His part was a part called Michael. Steve was built, very...

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I eyeballed Sandy Seaver two different ways. From the stands in The K and by tailing him. My first time in a baseball stadium. It was a revelation. An expensive revelation if I’d been paying for everything. Parking, tickets, food, beer. The little magazine that tells you ... um, baseball stuff. And, if I’d had little kids ... all those treats and souvenirs and whatever else they needed. I bet a family of four couldn’t get out of the park for under a couple of hundred bucks. But the scene...

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We spent the next couple of days just getting more familiar with each other. To say those were good days would be a gross understatement. The night after Jen had told us her story I made real true love with Vicky. We had both kissed Jen good night in the hall but when I entered my bedroom (I was calling it my bedroom now) Vicky didn't follow me right away. I listened just inside the doorway and heard Vicky whisper to Jen, "If everything goes like I plan tonight, you can give him that orgasm...

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