Find the guy she originally lost her virginity to.

It was hard putting the thought of her step-mom's strange liaison's out of her head. Finnie wondered if everyone had such hidden kinky inclinations. But she had **** to try to forget it. Instead, Finnie focused on her best idea for the assignment.

If Finnie had to re-lose her virginity, she could do so by reconnecting with the boyfriend to whom she lost it the first time.

His name was Mark Phillips and he was a sweet guy. Finnie met him when she was twenty after being out in Seattle on her own in college for just over a year. She had made some good friends who'd encouraged her to change her image and a hair cut, piercing and plethora of cute tattoo's later, she felt more like herself than she ever had.

As Finnie headed out toward where his old apartment used to be she thought about all the times they'd had together in just a couple years. They liked picnicking at the sculpture park. They liked watching trains and having long talks about life. They liked walking in the rain and getting home, stripping off their wet clothes and cuddling in front of the heater together.

Finnie tried to remember why they broke up in the first place. Then she remembered.

Mark wanted to settle down. He wanted to marry, have a family, the whole thing. And Finnie loved him, but felt like there was too much life ahead to become boring and domesticated. It was a sad split.

But with any luck this would be a happy reunion. Mark was nothing if not sweet. With any luck he'd still live where he lived, he'd be single, he'd want to be helpful. Finally Finnie arrived at his apartment and found herself standing at the door.

She wore a pretty little purple polka-dotted dress and a flower in her hair, the kind that Mark always liked when she went up to his apartment complex, on the second floor and knocked on door 2C. It was all up to this now. She crossed her fingers that Mark would answer.

A woman answered, a pretty petite one. She was Asian with a big smile, friendly-almond shaped eyes and brown hair that went down to her shoulders.

"Can I help you?" the girl said. And Finnie's heart dropped. Mark wasn't here.

"I'm sorry." Finnie answered. "I must have the wrong place... I thought this was...."

"Finnie!" A voice rang out behind the Asian girl. "Frances Jean Kelly?" And Mark skipped up to the door to join the girl and with a big smile hugged his old girlfriend, then invited her in.

The Asian girl's name was Sato and she was Mark's husband. 'That was fast.' Finnie thought, realizing that Mark could now be no help in this strange virginity assignment. But it still was nice to catch up.

Mark was still a computer programmer who did free lance work around the town. Finnie felt embarrased that she still worked in the coffee shop. But at least she was going to school.

"What do you do?" Finnie asked Sato, a pleasant seeming girl, maybe a little shy but nice. Exactly the type of woman she'd expect Mark to end up with.

"I dance" She answered.

"I love ballet!" Finnie exclaimed. "I went to see Copelia last year. Were you in that one?"

Sato didn't answer for a moment. Then both she and Mark broke down in laughter. "No... I'm a stripper." Sato said.

And that made no sense to Finnie. 'How is this pretty shy girl a stripper?' Finnie thought 'And what is sweet Mark doing married to her?'

So she asked and they relayed the story, though it also made no sense. Mark was at the strip club, something he'd always said he wasn't a fan of, even when Finnie playfully suggested they go together on one occasion when he saw her dancing and according to him it was "Love at first sight." According to quiet little Sato it was "love at first... something." And the happy young couple laughed and gave each other a kiss.

Finnie felt intrusive. She felt like she hardly knew her old boyfriend anymore. He wanted to settle down... but with a stripper? And just as she struggled to process this, the front door opened.

In stepped another pretty Asian girl, this one shorter but still petite with long black hair with a single blue strand in it.

"Hi honey!" Sato exclaimed as she rose from her seat walked to the door and planted a kiss right on the girl's lips.

Finnie squirmed. She looked at Mark who looked back and smiled. "Who is...."

But Sato was already walking into the room, leading the third girl by the hand. "Finnie, I want you to meet Yukiko, our girlfriend."

Finnie had no words. Her mouth sat agape. Everyone was a sex freak now. Her stepmom had her orgies, and her sweet ex-boyfriend had his stripper wife and their live-in girlfriend.

"You can call me Kiki" The girl said smiling, just as friendly.

"I don't...." Finnie didn't know what to say. "How....."

"She works at the club too." Sato said.

And Finnie immediately rose. Kind as everyone was being, perhaps it was time to leave her old boyfriend and his two stripper lovers to themselves. She felt a bit faint. Was there no one in her life who preferred to sleep with just one person at a time? Perhaps Professor Klein was right. Perhaps she was doing it wrong.

"I should...."

"No! Don't go!" Sato insisted. "Please sit. Stay. We had a nice evening planned. You should join us."

And Finnie sat, if for no other reason because she would have otherwise fallen over. From across the room Mark winked at her. Who was this man who she had known so well? What happened to him? Outwardly he seemed the same but... it couldn't be.

Finnie heard herself speak weakly. "Wh... what are you doing tonight? What's your nice evening?"