Let me explain first of all my social life. I have a few friends, though I don't talk to many people since I'm home schooled. I don't have any interest in boys or dating, though I have a few guy friends.

Now that that's out of the way, let me explain the situation. A few of my friends and I had a sleepover at my friend's house. It was me, her, and our two guy friends. This isn't the first co-ed sleepover we've had. In fact, we've had tons before. Usually at my house, where there's slightly more to do and no children under twelve in the house. I'm not sure if the change in environment set things off or whatever.

Sleeping together isn't a problem. At my house we have separate air mattresses, one for boys and one for girls. This time we pushed together a few twin mattresses on the floor and slept (by chance admittedly) in boy-girl pairs. But even that wasn't as risque as it sounds: boys' heads were at one end, girls' at the other.

Being awake together isn't really a problem either. We're usually still wrapped in comforters most of the next day, in closer contact than when we sleep. Not much goes on. Talking, cuddling, the occasional grooming (you see a lot of imperfections when your face is centimeters from someone else's). At one point or another, someone's bound to pull you under the covers and start breathing heavily, just for kicks. The air is comical, not intimate in any way.

Well eventually it was time for us to leave the living room, so we went upstairs into one of the kids' rooms. It had a queen bed so we could all fit playing video games or whatever. Well, we didn't play many video games that day.

Instead, we played truth or dare. A common sleepover game for our age group. Testing people's limits, seeing their reactions, it's a little lesson in adolescent social psychology. And even though truth or dare turns into "I dare you to" most of the time, usually our games are really mild. The worst that would happen is someone would kiss someone else. Or god forbid a boob be touched.

Personally, my limits are pretty high, at least with this group of friends. I trust them with my body (and myself for that matter), so usually I'm a sort of dummy during these games. If the other party's willing, you can guarantee I'll do the dare. My one guy friend claimed he was the same way, but he's always the mastermind who thinks up dares. And logistics say that the mastermind and the dummy hardly ever touch.

I can't tell you exactly when things started to escalate. People got more comfortable, and "lick his nipple" turned into "lick her nipple." At some point "show her your penis" came up, and from there "touch it" and even "lick it."

Prior to this game, truth or dare took a long time to play due to hesitation. By this point it was taking a while because no one was creative enough. There was only a set number of things we could think up.

So... We devised a cute little sexual dice game with a die and a notebook. It had columns with numbers that corresponded to people who would do an action, the action, the body part for the action, and finally the receiver. Clever, huh? Suddenly the speed was picking up.

I suppose the worst combination was suck genetalia, but even that I did without hesitation. The thing was, I knew I'd do what I did or worse without a problem. But I never thought about what would happen if I wasn't the only one comfortable with it. One of the boys was unwilling to have his penis sucked, and we respected that, of course. Also I had not showered that day so I told the boys it was their choice if they wanted to go between my legs. The dice combination didn't come up, though, so it didn't matter.

It's important that you recognize the atmosphere of this game. It was very similar to truth or dare. No action took more than two seconds, and the boys didn't even seem to get any pleasure from it. (I think my one friend might have erectile dysfunction. I don't see how else it's possible for a girl to suck a flaccid penis.) Some of the combinations themselves were comical, like suck tongue or rub buttcheek.

But though I can't say I have any regrets, the experience left me with a lot of questions. When I'm not restricted by others' modesty, is there a limit for me? Is this who we are as a group now? If we get bored again, is sex play a valid activity? Could this turn into friends with benefits? Were our parents wrong to trust us? And perhaps most importantly, does my friend have ED?

All this, just days before my 16th birthday.

Thoughts, comments, opinions are welcome.