Saying that the summer I turned 19 was an eye-opener would be a massive understatement.
The two big things were meeting Mary and discovering I was bi (which was partly because of the bloke who joined me and Mary the first time we hooked up). Mary was definitely no angel and not adverse to having a bit of fun on the side with other women, so I didn't feel too bad about what had happened between me and a couple of mates while we were camping.
But what happened next blew the doors off all that.
Mary invited me over to her place for a barbecue on the Sunday. It was meant to be her, her two flatmates Simone and Gillian, and Gillian's boyfriend Wally. Two things went wrong right off the bat- first, I had been out drinking with Simon and Nicko the night before so I was pretty hung over, and secondly, Wally had some excuse and didn't come along. So it was just me and the three girls, who sat in the living room downing champagne while I worked on the barbie.
I was ducking in and out of the house in just my footy shorts most of the arvo, but I'd catch snippets of conversation.
"Nah, blokes just don't do it for me."- that'd be Simone, notorious rug-muncher that one. Shame too, she's a cute one- bit curvier, long curly red hair, great fun too. Up for anything. Except cock I guess!
"I just couldn't, not with a woman."- and there's Gillian. She's this tanned, leggy, athletic chick but she seemed ultra-conservative. I never could work out how she and Simone had ended up being flatmates for so long.
While the girls popped open more champagne I was in the kitchen, unloading sausages from the tray onto some plates. Mary came in, obviously a bit tipsy, leaning against the counter next to me. "Nice looking sausage you got there Josh." She said, eyeing off my footy shorts.
"Ha, you should taste it!" I shot back, feeling a little bit of a stir in my shorts.
"Maybe later," she cooed, rubbing my chest.