Janet had been right about Wendy. The girl had been a bad influence on Shari. Up until Wendy's visit, Shari had been relatively innocent of sexual matters. Of course she had attended the usual sex education classes and had giggled and talked about sex with her friends in the girl's john while they were stealing smokes. But never had she thought about seriously going all the way with a guy… at least not until she was in college or something. Getting fucked sounded exciting, but dangerous as well. Shari thought it would be something to look forward to along with getting an education.

Wendy changed all that. The girl was filled with stories about getting fucked, about letting guys go all the way all the time, although upon closer examination Janet found her cousin hadn't been all that wild. Two, maybe three guys had made it with her. And even then Janet wondered about just how much she had done on the date. Still, the young blonde hung on every word Wendy said about guys.

"They like to stick it in real fast 'cause they're hotter 'n you sooner… most of the times anyway," Wendy said, nodding her head sagely.

"But… what about getting pregnant?" Janet asked, her breath growing more and more shallow.

"I take the pill," Wendy said, holding up a pink circular case in one hand. "Or some of the guys use rubbers… you know, kind of like sausage skins."

The mention of sausage sent both girls off into fit of nervous giggling.

"Anyway, it doesn't matter. 'Cause getting fucked is the best feeling in the whole world."

Wendy's eyes glazed over as her mind drifted back to some incident.