For years she'd thought that the girl had to take the sperm into her mouth to become pregnant. Then a friend had her about virginity. Now Rebecca realized that she too was capable of having sex with a male. All that had to happen was for her hymen to be breached. It sounded a little frightening. And at the same time daring and exciting. But she tried to keep such fantasies out of her head. Until she'd heard Martha and David going at each other like wild dogs!

"Oh, they sounded awful," she said to herself, picking a dandelion roughly from the grass. "I'd never act like that! Maybe Aunt Lana is right about sex. It's embarrassing and dangerous and…"

Rebecca had noticed that the cotton crotch band of her panties was very damp. She rose and went to the house. She was thinking of changing her panties. But in a corner of her mind she wondered if it wasn't just an excuse to get naked again. So she could poke at her tender cunt. No, she had to resist the temptation. She was pouring herself a glass of milk when she heard her aunt pull up in the driveway.

"You'll never guess who I just met," her aunt bubbled, putting down the butter she'd just purchased. "I was coming out of the market and ran into Nate Winslow. You know Nate, that man who's restoring the old Ritz movie theater. He tells me he's going to turn it into an art theater." Rebecca watched her aunt make a little fact. "I suppose he'll show those foreign films and things. But he's a very charming man. And, he's looking for summer help." Aunt Lana looked at Rebecca.

"I don't think it'd be much fun sitting in a ticket booth half the summer."

"Oh, he can fill those jobs easy enough." Lana poured herself some coffee and gave Rebecca another knowing look. "He needs someone to assist him in running the place. A sort of girl-Friday. Of course I suggested you."

"Oh, Aunt Lana, I don't know anything about that kind of stuff. I don't know anything really. He wouldn't hire me."