Lenamae was seventeen.

She had never liked boys.

Her first sexual experience was with a fellow cheerleader.

She had yearnings to be in control, but that was tough for a young girl.

One day she rescued a girl from some bullies, and the girl became enamored with her. Lenamae liked that.

Her friend had become catty behind her back, and Lenamae became very upset.

Her friend was heartbroken, and ashamed. She begged Lenamae to forgive her. She told her she would do anything for forgiveness, then handed Lenamae a small paddle and some rope.

Lenamae smiled; she had found her place in the world.