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Dec 23rd "Hey honey, how's it going at your folks' place?" Diana asked while the slim, blonde, twenty two year old stretched out her long frame on her queen-sized bed. Her childhood room hadn't changed much since she had moved out, and as she chatted on the phone with her girlfriend her eyes wandered over the décor. 'Wow I can't believe I still have that poster of the New Kids! What was I thinking? Hmm well that was during the time period when I was faking being straight.' at that thought she chuckled.

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First, let me start by saying that up until the events in this story, I was, by most accounts, a prude. I mean, sure, I had had lovers growing up, and I was by no means timid in bed. But I was raised by very stern parents who advised me that my body was mine and mine alone and I should only give it willingly to someone who loved me and treated me as I deserved to be treated.

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