My name is Nicole and I’m from Brazil. I’m also called Nica, my family nickname. Even though I was born and raised in Rio de Janeiro my parents are both European. I’m living and going to school in this country at the moment. I’m twenty-one years old and I’ve been told I’m pretty. I know
Staying a virgin through high school was a serious challenge. Everyone knew that there were girls who *did* and girls who *didn’t*. The most important status-enhancing activity for the male population of the high school was to move girls from the second category into the first. I didn’t really date very much, but the guys
I see you sitting there. You seem shy. You seem… new. Like you’ve never even been to a place like this before. Like you’ve never been with a guy before. Like it’s making you nervous, and maybe a bit scared. I take another sip of my drink and decide I need something tastier. I decide
Was it really almost 20 yrs ago? Doesn’t seem like it. I can remember….. Nineteen years old and still a virgin. Now that’s something you don’t want to get around to the rest of your shipmates. But hey, I was a little drunk and looking for sympathy when the subject of “last piece” came up.
If anyone had ever looked at Michelle, while passing her on the street, you’d never guess how interesting this girl was. She was a long haired brunette, with a fairly athletic build, and a great smile. Michelle was well liked among her friends at the Hamilton Heights Academy, and one of the better students who’d
“Truth or dare?” “Okay, truth.” She said. “Have you ever let one of the guys touch your breasts?” “Mary-Jane! C’mon! You know I let Todd touch me all the time. He even got his hand into my panties once.” “NO!” “Yes! He just touched my hair though. Did David touch your titties when you two