Before that I was Miss Pam the school counselor. What a rewarding and challenging 20 year gig that was. Doing my best to to guide students to use their words instead of their fists, to use condoms for safe sex, to respect themselves, and to know, deep in their core, how special they are.
Before Party Pam and Miss Pam, a long time ago, I was Pam the coed who gives head.
So anyway, at age 12 my family went to the beach for two weeks. Each day I would take a walk at dusk away from the cottage and my parents who were drinking cocktails and my brothers who were either playing or fighting.
After I walked out of sight of my naive parents I would hitchhike for the hell of it. I would get picked up by guys usually in their 20's and we would make out and I would give them head. And then I would get out of the car and do it again. I was studying and perfecting. I felt powerful and I could make grown men beg, moan and then lose themselves. It was on my terms. Naturally I was looking for love but never slowed down enough to find it until I was much older.
So anyway, High School in the New Jersey country side in the early 60's was challenging for a blowjob queen like me. So I took to having boyfriends, bad boys. Back in those days girls were brain washed to think we had to be virgins and that sex was a nasty business only done to create babies. This was pre-pill and IUD.
So anyway, I was a gambler and a horn dog so I continued my sexual studies. One of my boyfriends was Catholic so on Friday he had to eat fish but he still wanted me to eat his meat. One night I got chewing gum all over his pubic hair. I think he started the craze of men trimming and shaving their pubic hair.
All this talk about blowjobs came to me as I was feeling Miss Kelly, my muse. Her granddaughter Rachel was my age, 25, when we met. She was married with children. She was very sheltered in the hillbilly hallows of Tennessee. So anyway, she asked me if I ever heard of a woman putting her mouth on a man's penis? I gave her the scoop and she turned pale.
So anyway, soon afterwards she accused me of chasing after her husband, something I would never do. I have morals you know.