A/N: I really hope you enjoy this. Rated M for later chapters.

Johnny POV

I was in the lot like any other day, totally lost in my own world. I would usually stay here until Pony came by after school and invited me to go with him, where ever he was going that day. Sometimes we went to the movies or the drive in, and other times we went to his house. So, until 3 o'clock, I wouldn't know where we were going. There was nothing to do but wait.

So that's exactly what I did, wait. I felt myself beginning to drift off, when I finally heard his faint voice. "Johnny!"

I immediately got up. "Hey, Pone." I greeted.

"Hey, Johnnycake." He smiled at me and I smiled back. His smile faltered a bit then fell completely.

"Ponyboy, is something wrong?" I asked, truly concerned for my best friend. When he didn't answer I added, "You know you can tell me anything, right Pone?"

"Yeah. It's just I don't know how to say it." He said slowly. His head fell and he was looking at the ground.

"I won't judge you. And who would I tell?" It was true. Who would I tell? Dally wouldn't care too much and if I talked to one of the others they would be so shocked that I was saying something that they wouldn't actually be listening to what I actually said.

He sighed, knowing how right I was. "It's not that, Johnny. I just..."

"You just what?" I pushed. I was in no rush and I wasn't getting annoyed or anything, I just hated seeing him so upset.

He sighed again. "Johnny?"

"Yes." I answered patiently.

"Promise me you won't get offended or anything. I mean, you don't have to answer if you don't want to."

"I promise." I don't know if anyone else was capable of sounding anymore sincere than I did.

"Okay." He paused. "Johnny, how many girls have you been with?" His cheeks tinted pink and he looked in any direction but mine.

"What do you mean? Like girlfriend or somethin'? Shoot, you should know that if I ever got a girl, you'd be the first person to know." I smiled at him, but he was still looking away.

"No." His cheeks got deep red. "I mean like been with a girl. Like, have you ever done 'IT'."

"I...Pony where's this coming from? I mean, why...and...is..." I didn't know what to say, and he knew that so he cut me off.

"Are you mad?"

"No, Pone. I couldn't be mad at you."

"Well, then could you answer my question?" He whispered.

"Uh, well yeah, I have." I answered.

He looked at me. "Really?" He asked. "When? With who? How many times?"

It was my turn to get red. I looked down at my hands, which were folded and on my lap. "Yeah. It was when I was about...your age. I was 14. It was actually three times and they were different girls. I don't know... I guess with the way Dally talked about it, it felt like I had to try it. The second time was when my parents got me so angry, I felt it was a way to get even. And the third time was the most recent, when Dally was in the cooler."

I looked over at him. He looked very interested. "Yeah, but with who?"

I sighed. "I don't remember the first two, it's been a long time. I'd probably recognize 'em if I saw them ever again though. The most recent one was...Sylvia." I whispered her name.

"SYLVIA? Dally's girl? You slept with Dally's girl?" He yelled.

"Ponyboy! Shh."

He was quiet immediately. "So that's why she was hangin' around with you so much."

"Yeah. So you wanna answer my question now?" It was only fair.

"Okay, but then will you answer another one of mine?"

"Sure, kid. Okay, so what brought this on?" Simple, I know, but seriously, you can't just come up to a guy any day and ask him how many girls he's slept with, without a reason.

"Oh. Um, well, there's this girl at school, and she's been making all these advances toward me. I thought if I ignored 'em, she'd just stop eventually and never know that the reason I can't is because I'm... 'inexperienced'. But lately, they've been becoming more than hints, now there answers. I knew I couldn't talk to Soda about it because he'd just tease me, and Darry would no doubt skin me. I asked Dally once and he just said, 'What's there to know? Just get her panties off and aim.' So I came to you."

"Oh." I felt my cheeks get hot when he quoted Dally. Why would Dally say anything like that? My answer came to me quickly, because he's dally.

"Well, I guess that brings me to my next question. Johnny, can you teach me how to...do it?" He was really red now.

"Well, I guess so..." I didn't see any reason not to. "What do you know?"

He looked down. "I'd rather...I mean, can we go back to my place."

"Why?"

"I'd actually prefer an...example-I mean, if-if you don't mind."

I shuddered, I never thought I'd be giving such advice. "Sure, Pony."

And we walked to his house.

A/N: Thanks for reading. I'll post chapter 2 soon, stay updated! R&R!