Her father had been less than helpful.She recalled the sex talk her father had given her. It had boiled down to boys had penises and girls had vaginas. All boys wanted to put their penises into her vagina. It was her job to keep that from happening. The sex talk then devolved to an hour long discussion on how to physically convince boys not to put their penises in her vagina.He hadn't helped with the emotional part of teenage relationships. That was a mother's job. A mother was supposed to prepare her daughter on how to deal with boys. Her mother hadn't been there to do it.The longer she thought about it, the angrier she got at her mother. It would have been one thing if her mother had been dead. She wouldn't have been alive to do her job. No, her mother was alive and well. She visited occasionally, but didn't concern herself with being a mother.Lisa was angry at her mother. She had been oblivious to Lisa's needs and that was even worse than not being there. How could a mother miss. ."Sara said, “I admire you, you know?” She reached over and stroked Jackie’s curly brown hair. “You admire me because I’m a slut and to want to take on a bunch of guys? Because I love to get fucked and mauled, and let them use me anyway they want? Seriously?” “No, I admire you because you have more nerve than I could ever hope to. As much as I love sex, I’d be afraid to do what you’re going to do, more than one man at a time, guys you hardly know.” She wrinkled her nose. “Of course, right now I’m not doing it.” “You’re beautiful, Sara. You’ll meet someone soon.” She admired Sara’s hair, so blond it was almost white, and the azure blue of her eyes that made her skin look paler. She wondered if the hair on her pussy was the same, but with a pink eye. Maybe she shaves, she thought. “I hope it’s soon. Listen, I’ve been thinking about my festival party and I have a super idea.” She got another bottle of wine from the refrigerator and worked on the cork as she spoke. “You will be the.
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