Chapter 1
Alyssa was a something of a good girl. She was considered to be shy, although she was very smart and quite articulate in certain settings. She could talk your head off about exotic animals, third world countries, the stock market, colonialism in Africa, or politics; but, she had to like you first. She wasn’t willing to put herself out there to just anybody, she had to accept you. Like all girls who excelled in the classroom, she had a thirst for knowledge that allowed her to ravish books, documentaries, and insightful conversations. Due to her shy nature and bookish ways, she hadn’t been exceedingly popular in high school. She was good looking back then, but she wasn’t hot like the head cheerleader or seductively sexy like the school slut. She was just good looking. The school yearbook showed a girl with dark blonde hair, a petite face that hinted at potential beauty, but still needed some time to realize that potential, a slim and relatively elegant neck, a model-like collar bone and upper chest and lightly tan skin. She was nothing exceptional, just good looking.
She came from a modest home, with both parents employed during the day, two younger siblings to embrace and then torment, and a neighborhood of kids to play with. Her life was “normal.” She played with dolls and read books, at a young age she exhibited the intelligence and curiosity that would mark her academic life. Once, as a young girl, probably around age ten, she had even played “doctor” with a neighborhood boy. She could still recall the details, somewhat to her shame. She was curious and she convinced him to take off his clothes so she could see if he was any different. She was surprised by what she found. She had played with his “thingy”, looking it over, touching it, smelling it, even licking it. The boy had seemed to enjoy the last part, but she did not continue. Then she showed him her “hoohoo” and told him to explore it. While lying on the floor, her shorts around her ankles, he had touched her, smelled her and licked her. She definitely liked the last part, but did not want to give this boy the satisfaction of seeing her pleasure. So, she pretended to hear somebody coming and hurried up to pull her shorts back on. This was the last time she would play “doctor.”
Alyssa experimented a bit and found that if she was not feeling well she could sometimes make herself feel better by touching her “hoohoo”.