2390 I don't remember how Po and I found the place, but every Saturday, we climbed out our windows, and headed over to 'the house' for fun. There were plenty of people our age there, and plenty more who weren't. The ones that weren't were the ones who interested me. All kinds of people involved in music would gather there, needless to say, there was never need to worry about the music being rotten. Even people who weren't in the music business made visits once in a while, and mostly I tried to avoid them. You couldn't trust people who may find occaision to talk to a girls parents. When Po'Em and I met Heath, there was something different about him. He didn't work for the Cash Family, or for the Hunters, and trust me, I checked him out to make sure he didn't work for one of those horrid tabloids, because I could, and because Po was interested in him. I admit, I've checked into every single person I've gone up those stairs with; before I went up the stairs.

I never felt guilt or anything like that over what I did; I enjoyed myself, I wasn't a whore or anything, but for some reason they were interested. Kinda sucks though, knowing that just about all you've got going for you is your last name, and your looks. I felt comfortable there, and it was like I was with all my friends. I got the feeling from the way that the men treated me and Po, compared to the way they did the other girls who went there, that we were different. For some reason, when they wanted to talk, or just dance, they came to us.

I saw BJ one night, and when I walked over with a kiss for him, he told me that Heath had been asking about us, who we were. And then he showed me the result of the conversation...Heath was sitting down, seemingly in disbelief. I decided not to mess with it. That was a good night.

I had a couple bad nights, one guy actually tried to hurt me when I wouldn't have sex with him. I guess my attitude both ticked him off and made him horny, only he wasn't getting what he wanted that night. I insulted him loudly and in front of others. He grabbed me, and pushed me up against the wall, and then the Ceriton who owned the place (Giran) came into the room, (quite a stroke of luck if you asked me) and nearly tore the guy to shreds.

He took my hand and led me upstairs, waving to the others to go back to having fun. I had seen Ceritons before, but my mom was in the business (music) and I'd met all kinds of aliens. Sex was something I had never considered doing with any of them before. He was gentle, and he towered over me. I hadn't been sure about this, a girl had to be twice as careful with them as with regular guys. Thank heaven I never kissed his lips, it would have been better to get pregnant the human way rather than by a kiss from a Ceriton, a kiss bonded you to him for life. He led me to HIS room, the only room upstairs that I had never been in before, he picked me up and placed me on the bed. I thought carefully about what was going on, and he began to undress me, saying that he had been watching me, deciding. He told me that I was the only human there who had proved interesting enough; independant enough; and pleasing enough to others to convince him that he should see for himself. I was in shock, sure I had seen him before; just not very often. He was kissing me everywhere, except my face. I had found heaven. Only I was still scared at the size of him. Giran left me on the bed in my thong and bra, and went into his bathroom. When he came back I saw that he was not quite as huge as he had been before. I spent the rest of the night in bed with this creature, having sex better than any Po had ever had, not that I'd know from experience, since I'd never been with Hennessey or Duncan, but she'd never slept with a Ceriton either.

After that, I rarely slept with the others. I still flirted and danced and had fun, but I saved my sex for him. Po'Em thought it disgusting, but she didn't know. Everyone else came to understand what was going on, I was Giran's. If he was there I was with him, and this was perfectly ok with me.

Then, someone snitched on me and Po. Someone had made it clear to my parents that I wasn't where I was supposed to be, and neither was Po. My mom and dad showed up and found us there. I don't know what they had been told, but mom went off the deep end as soon as she opened the door and saw faces she knew. Dad found me and Po, and dragged us out by our hair. Mom had kept the entire crowd in shock, making excuses. And then the real trouble started. We dropped Po'Em off at home, and my parents explained to Po's parents what had been going on. Then we went home, and they locked me in the house, they had gotten a new security system in pretty quick, If I opened my window, my parents would know about it.

Po'Em, was a nympho, she actually needed sex. When she tried to leave the house, her mom told her no, and Po actually had the nerve to sit down, and start talking to her MOM about what sex with Eagle was like. She knew that there was some kind of history with her and Eagle. She would call on Duncan and Hennessey all the time to get her fix. Until she started screwing the doctor who was supposed to be helping her!
Giran, came to see me one last time, the night after my parents came and ruined everything. It was amazing, but he made it clear that he would not be back again. I cried, and he stayed with me held me in his arms, and even while I slept that night, he layed with me. He was gone before I woke up, but the bed was still warm, so he hadn't been gone long. I spent the whole day in my room crying.

Eagle admitted to Po'Em's parents that he had slept with both of us, but said that he hadn't known who we were at the time. Not entirely impossible, where Po'Em was concerned. I had known Eagle almost my whole life. Dad insisted that I draw up a list of all the "perverts" I had slept with. I told him that it was impossible, to which he replied, that I should either do it, or be sent away to military school. I thought about it for a while, and came up with an abridged version... leaving some names out, and claiming not to remember them.

A disk jockey (BJ King), Eagle Monroe, Garin, and a few others too. Dad then took the list and called up each and every one of them, informing them that if evidence presents itself contrary to them not knowing who I was at the time, that legal action would be taken. Of course, Eagle had already addressed this matter, but I wasn't sure if that put him in the clear with my mom and dad. I got out of the house at last, after I graduated from highschool. I decided to find out what had happened with Eagle. I went over to see him, and apologize for any trouble I had caused him. He wasn't unhappy to see me, but didn't look very happy either, he pulled me inside, and said to me; "Marijuana Hunter, what are you doing here? Don't you know you're not supposed to be here?" I told him to calm down, I had only come to apologise for seducing him in the first place....his hand was still on my arm, I put my hand on his chest when I said it, I could feel the muscles under his clothes. I let my hand move up to his face, and I looked into his eyes and said more directly and less defensively "I'm sorry for causing you trouble with Mom and Dad." I gave him what was supposed to be a little kiss, I was planning to leave then. I couldn't help myself though, it had been at least a year since I had been with a man, and Eagle was a man. I just couldn't help myself.