One night in bed, while Joanne was reading her latest copy of The New Yorker and Maureen was reading People, Maureen suddenly became quite curious.
"Pookie how did you lose your virginity?" asked Maureen inquisitively.
"Excuse me?" responded Joanne quite shocked.
"You heard me Joanne...how did you lose your virginity? Was it with a girl or boy?"
"A girl. I was seventeen and a junior at Miss Porter's. It was over Thanksgiving break and the French ambassador's daughter was staying with us. One night, my parents had to go to an emergency hearing in Providence, so they left us alone. We broke into my parents' liquor cabinet and got really drunk. One thing led to another and well...it was just a fling and she turned out to be straight. My heart was broken after that. She was my first love."
"Oh I'm sorry Pookie", responded Maureen.
"It's okay. I had some girlfriends after that, and now I have you. What about you Honeybear? What was your first experience?" Joanne said as she kissed Maureen's hand.
"Hmmm….I think I was a freshmen in high school and I was at this party and I got totally wasted. Like total blackout, and I was involved with this sketchy senior at the private school I attended before I went to drama school. I woke up naked in his car and I didn't remember anything but he told me what had happened. We didn't stay involved for long...I found a better boyfriend later."
"Baby, are you serious? You don't even remember your first time?"
"No, but I wish it meant more and I really thought about it before I did it."
This really made Joanne think. "What other things do I not know about Maureen?" she thought to herself.
"What were you like in high school?" Joanne asked, wanting to get to know even more about her diva.
"Uhh I don't remember much if that tells you anything", giggled Maureen, "if I wasn't focused on my acting like I was Sunday-half of Friday, I was partying. My parents never really cared what I did as long as I didn't tarnish their social reputation, so I didn't really care what they thought. Then when I graduated, I bought a train ticket to New York and I stayed in a hostel until Mark saved me", Maureen said obviously hurt.
"Honey", said Joanne, "I'm sorry if I brought up bad memories. In high school, I was one of the few out lesbians at Miss Porter's and it was difficult. Most of the future socialites just used me as some experiment and it never meant much to them. It was hard, but then when I got to play basketball at Harvard, there were a lot more girls like me and not all of them used me."
"Wow Jo, I never knew that. I'm sorry. I love you so much and I never would have used you like that", Maureen said in complete seriousness.
"I love you too, Baby. But I want to know more about your high school life...who was your celebrity crush?"
"Oh my God...Judd Nelson in The Breakfast Club...I thought his anger was so sexy and I always wanted someone to fist pump knowing that they got me. What about you, Pookie?"
"Molly Ringwald. She was just so innocent. I loved it. I guess we're perfect haha. And I will fist pump everyday because I have you", Joanne said lovingly pulling her lover in for a kiss.
This kiss turned into more than a kiss and soon it became a full fledged makeout session. Maureen started to unbutton Joanne's pajama top, then Joanne took off Maureen's barely there slip.
"Damn I love when she wears those slips", Joanne thought.
Maureen grabbed her lover's long, curly ringlets and fell in love with her mocha beauty all over again.
One thing led to another, and well you can guess what happens next. At the end of the night, Maureen was wrapped in her lover's arms and the two were asleep. It was just like their first time all over again