But her heart was pounding just at the thought of having someone touch her cunt, touch her with his prick. Prick, cock! How deliciously evil those words sounded, as they echoed through her mind? Fucking! Hours and hours of fucking, of twisting under some stud's body while he fucked his prick in and out, in and out, fucking out her young little fuckhole until she couldn't think! How she would laugh at her mother then, laugh in her face while she bucked and writhed under a cock!

"Betty?"

"Hmmmm? Oh, sorry, I was just thinking."

Annie was so open, so wild, so free! If only she could be like her friend – just a little bit. How many problems that would solve!

"Anyway, why did you wanna know about sucking cock?" Annie asked, picking up the banana and biting off the tip.

"Just curious. I heard something else about it… dunno," she said dully, looking through her long blonde lashes at the four guys.

"I could tell you lots more – I mean, what me and flank do, you know."

Betty felt shamed beyond belief. It was as if she had peeked into her girlfriend's bedroom, then found she couldn't stop herself from spying.

"I… I don't think I should hear this," Betty said, gathering her books up from the chair next to her.

"Why worry about it? Come on," Annie said, stretching one hand out and laying her fingers gently on the blonde teen's arm. "You gotta kick your mom's hold on you. She's a nun. No, no, she really is," Annie insisted, tightening her grip on Betty as she tried to scoot away.

"I don't wanna talk about it," Betty said, feeling tears spring to her eyes.

"Well, you've got to. God, if my mom were like that…"

Betty saw Annie shuddering at the thought. How she wished she could be like her friend! But that wild life, all those things she did with guys… Betty thought she'd simply die of shame and embarrassment if she tried just anything.