Her times alone furthered her assumptions. m**********n had its purpose when needed. And Clarissa knew how to touch herself. When she grew tired of her fingers, she finally broke down and bought a vibrator. It served her well into adulthood whenever she was horny and alone. But being a woman and knowing how she wanted to be teased and touched; then by transitive property, other women would know just what it would take to bring her to orgasm.
Some time passed after she and her only male lover broke up. In her mid-twenties she still looked young enough to pass as a college freshman. Before running her own business, she held a number of basic jobs. All of which helped her get to meet women who were on a similar path as her. During weekends after work, Clarissa cruised the bars of the college
