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On the way home, "always keep these in your bag. I'll see about making an appointment with Dr. Fineman as soon as possible."

I couldn't deny it; she knew. Dr. Fineman was her gynecologist.

By the time mom was able to get an appointment, I'd gone through most of those condoms. After that first time, Gene and I fucked every chance we got. He was always on top; I didn't know any better. Oh, and I became adept at putting a condom on his cock in the dark.

Looking back, the sex wasn't very good. It didn't last too long and neither of us knew what we were doing, but it was fun; not romantic or love, fun. The feeling of a cock inside me felt wonderful, even if, as I said, it wasn't in there too long. I couldn't ask my mother to buy me more condoms, and I might have been the most embarrassed person in the whole world when I bought more. I actually drove to the next town to buy them. I'm sure that if I went to the same pharmacy, that same clerk would be there, he'd blab to everyone at school that ‘Hanley Weathers was a tramp.'

Dr. Fineman, with my mother sitting there gave me a gynecological exam and a prescription for birth control pills, then left me with his nurse; a woman in her forties. Just the nurse and me. She explained about taking them, suggesting that I take one every morning when I brushed me teeth. "If I'm taking the pill, why do I need condoms?"

"I'm glad you asked."

I got an education. The nurse told me about STDs and showed me pictures of genital warts, herpes and gonorrhea. To my great surprise, "Hanley, there are other ways to have sex." I wasn't stupid, just naïve, and as I was to find out, so were my girlfriends, and so was Gene.

What I'm trying to say is that the nurse told me about blowjobs and pussy eating. Of course, she didn't use those words. I had no interest. It was enough having Gene fuck me. "Ummm, can you get any of these STDs in your mouth?"

To my disgust, she showed me even more pictures of mouths, men's and women's who had contracted STDs through oral sex. I swore I'd never. I didn't plan on doing any of those things.

My good friend, Annie Pederson was a virgin and a few months after Gene and I started fucking, she shared with me that she and Bobby Stevens fucked for the first time last night. "Are you using any protection?"

"No. I can't saying anything to my parents. They'd kill me and I'm too embarrassed to go to the pharmacy. At the moment, we were just driving around. I drove straight to the pharmacy; the one where the boy from our school worked. Dragging Annie with me, I headed right for the Family Planning aisle. I bought two 12 packs; one for me and one for Annie. "Next time, you have to do this yourself."

The boy from our school was at the counter. I tried not to blush and looked him right in the eye, but made Annie pay for them; mine too. It was the least she could do.

That very night, Gene and I were in the front seat with Annie and Bobby in the back. We were just cruising the streets. Well, not exactly, I looked in the back, and Annie was on her back, her skirt up and Bobby was on top of her; giving it to her.

"Hey, why don't we stop at Smitty's Drive-In for a burger and Coke? I'm getting hungry," Gene suggested.

"No, no, no," Annie and I screamed at the same time.

"Gene, just keep driving and keep your eyes on the road," I told him. I made a note to myself to make it up to him later.

I expected a thank you from Annie. I know she tried to be quiet while Bobby was fucking her, but I could hear her. I was happy for her. I smiled, knowing I'd get mine later.

Ever since puberty, which happened to all of us about the same time, we'd been jealous of MaryLynn Rosello. Her boobs grew and grew and she had much more hair between her legs than the rest of us. To us, MaryLynn was a real woman.

Maybe she was flaunting them. Take a situation like skinny dipping. It may not have been intentional, but she waded into the pool only up to her waist. It was like she was showing off those big ones. We all wanted to be like her; we all wanted boys to want ours like we were sure they wanted to get their hands on hers.

We kidded her about it. "Hey, MaryLynn," I said, when she got in the water, "who's fingerprints are on your titties today?"

"If you must know Hanley, it was Jamie Harper, and I have to tell you his hands weren't the only thing that became familiar with me." She held her hands about a foot apart, and giggled.

"Oh, MaryLynn good for you. Are you going to share your good fortune with the rest of us?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well. you know I'm seeing Gene, not just seeing, but I'm sure he doesn't have anything like that? Is Jamie really that big?"

"Oh yeah. It hurt at first, but then DAMN. Are you asking me if I'd give Jamie permission to fuck you?"

"I'd like to try a big one. Gene's my first and only."

"Okay, but he'll want a blowjob, too."

"What?" I thought I'd die. I mean MaryLynn said it loud enough that all the other girls could hear. It didn't seem to bother her that we had no choice but to assume that she'd given Jamie Harper a blowjob.

"C'mon, MaryLynn tell us about blowjobs?"

It wasn't until we were resting on the blankets, allowing the sun to dry us off that MaryLynn explained in detail about giving Jamie a blowjob. More than one as it turned out. "Girls, I'm going to Columbia; I can't get pregnant."

We all nodded. "That's why my mom got me on the Pill and insisted that I use condoms, too."

"I guarantee you that Jamie would gladly let any of you suck his cock," she laughed.

There was a collective ‘EWWWWWW!!!' Although I knew for a fact that blowjobs were not foreign to Frannie and Misty. They were twins, and although we'd all gone through puberty, not only were they petite, but their boobs barely protruded from their chest. I think they were jealous of the rest of us, and, according to what I heard, made up for it by fucking and sucking anyone with a dick. They were both going to Harvard.

TO BE CONTINUED

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