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I was a babe in the woods! I knew NOTHIN about NOTHIN! I did the cursory, "playing doctor" stuff with my friends, but actually never heard of a penis or vagina or breasts or anything, for that matter. My parents never talked about that stuff to me. I met Christine (and her family) about two days after we moved into our new home. I met Stephen on the very first day (him and his scary dog, Skippy! I know....I know....but you don't know Skippy!). Stephen and I became very close friends and explored one another like we were trying to discover the cure (for what I don't know.....and got caught once by his mom too.....a scary woman she was). Christine taught me terms and showed me "how" to use my stuff (she also taught me how to smoke...but another story, indeed). How I remained a virgin till I was 14, with those two around, is totally beyond me!

I graduated high school with Stephen, and Christine was one year in front of us. All through our coming up.....we'd meet occasionally and hang together and talk of the "good times" and laugh!

Most memorable moments with Christine....She taught me to ride a two wheeler, she taught me to smoke (age 7....don't preach!), she taught me to sneak into the Policemen's picnic...act like a child of a cop and win all the prizes of the day (three legged race, two-man sack race, etc.) and eat all the picnic stuff and jump the 6" fence with barbed wire on the top, to sneak out again, she made our neighbor come over and show us his "penis"...he was younger than us and we tricked him into it (my first glimpse of a real penis without anyone trying to hide it....like my dad or brother), she told me that my "pee-pee" was actually a vagina and all girls had them and when we got old enough we would bleed from it (OMG! I cried about that one......I still do, come to think of it) but she said that when we weren't bleeding, men would love it (this could splain alot about my philosophy on fucking on the rag), she taught me to climb trees and jump out of them without getting hurt (till my brother shot me outta one while aiming a bow and arrow at me, and I broke my arm.....nuther long story), she taught me about french kissing (I use my tongue?) and she seemed to be there whenever I had a question!

Most memorable moments with Stephen........He always wanted to play "touch" football.....but his touch was more like a tackle (he was a larger than average child), we experimented with touch in a more private way when we pulled ours pants down and fondled one another....till his mom caught us and told my mom.....OH MY!, he always asked me to dinner at his house so he could sit beside me at the dinner table and rub my thigh (if his dad caught us doing this we would have been dead then and there), They called him "wheels" in high school cause he always had the best cars but I only ever called him Stephen (still do), he NEVER, EVER asked me out on a "date" as we got older and to this day I hold it against him (I talked to him on the phone last month and kidded him about it....told him he owes me a dinner for all the free gropes he got...he laughed....but still no friggin date!...LOL!).

I still communicate with Christine and Stephen every now and then...........and as I said, we talk of "the good ole days" and laugh......and most recently, cry....together (for the loss of my brother...they both knew him too!).

Think I'll go make some phone calls....LOL! Thanks skip! Great thread!