So, there you have it – that's how I lost my cherry.
By the time I reached my sophomore year in high school, I was a real slut. Not that I gave a damn what other people called me.
They could call me anything they liked – as long as they did it behind my back. If they did it where I could hear it, I made them sorry.
But no boy was sorry if he ever went out with me.
I was really stupid, but it took somebody like Beverly Harker to prove it to me. When she started at the school, I was just ripe for the plucking.
She proved to me what a brainless little idiot I was, to give it away when I could be selling it at top dollar for big bucks.
You could say that Beverly and I were made for each other – she proved it to me. She proved it to me in bed – her bed.
INTERVIEW TWO
Beverly Harker sold me on her plan to sell me.
We were in bed at the time… her bed. It was on a weeknight after Thanksgiving and before Christmas vacation.
Tomorrow was a school day, but I getting my education in the teacher's bed.
It had taken her until then to hustle me into her bed. After she made love to me for the first time, I was sorry that she had waited so long.
But she had to be careful, being a teacher and all. If she made a mistake and came on to the wrong girl, she would be finished. She chose right when she chose me. Afterward, we were both naked and resting in bed. She had done it to me real good. I never had my pussy eaten so good.
I came heavy. Later, I felt all wet and melted inside, between my legs. My nipples stayed stiff and they throbbed real hard. The throbbings ran right through me.
I was on my back. Beverly was beside me. I rested my head on her arm and curled up against her. She was on her side, toying with my tits.
She sure looked different in bed than she did in the classroom.