Could I? Me the Vurgin queen that I am I could say a few words reagarding my adventures... There was one time a few years ago I ad met an EMT worker thru aol, and he picked me up at my parents house in yonkers at 8:30 am , my father asked where are you going like that at this hour? I said a photo shoot, well it was sort of ..someone shot.. si we go to a wefare hotel in the bronx and had sex 3 times within 2 hours, by 10:15am I was home makeup wasked off, standing in the kitchen, my mother had just woken up an says why do you have eye makeup on I said eell I was playing with makeup last night and never washed it off.. they never knew what hit me but my legs were shaking for hours, til later on that night I was walking ever so gingerly down some damn street in the west village with white thigh high stockings and a miniskirt, with a gstring on I was bending over in the middle of the street to pull up my stockings, and a boob popped out of my blouse, oops wella young latino guy approached me and we were making out and such, but looking for an alley way or something. We ended up in a porta potty on the west side highway, facing the highway, the lock was broken it could have swung open at anytime, btu thank godit didnt, and again I hwas deflowered! all that in one day!