Rachel s Fire 06
(JANICE) Look back twelve years. 1987. I was a nobody. Just this shy wee virgin. I was 18 years old and I wanted to be a punk. I wanted to be a punk and I wanted to get laid. Everyone I knew claimed to have been living the carnal life for at least the past two years. My best friend Janice – this kooky black girl with spiked hair and a delicate little stud in her nose (years before this was fashionable) – said she did it when she was 14. My only vaguely sexual experience so far had been a quick...