My dream fantasy

My life is like most people's. I grew up spoilt and loved by my family. Until alcohol took over. I started slacking in school due to my parents having more time for their alcohol than they had for me, their baby. I missed going out with my dad and I missed baking with my mom. This all happened when I started 7th grade. The worst was my dad's alcoholic friend that tried to hurt me. I found out this way that I enjoy hurting people, it was fun and exciting to see pain and later years the pleasure that it caused. My fantasy started here of liking to hurt people. I found so much pleasure in it and then I found I enjoyed being hurt to. Not badly or abused. Pleasurable ecstasy. The 8th grade I thought I may be a lesbian as I developed a very big crush on one of my school friends. I didn't follow that dream till much later. 9th grade I started to explore and lost my V card the first time. It was not what I expected or enjoyed. The dude caame to quickly and I didn't orgasm. This happened at a party... The 10th grade I switched schools and that was the worst year of my life. Nearly failed it but managed to pull out on top. The 11th grade was easy. Past the year with flying colours, met a guy that I liked, however my fantasies became more and he was to scared to commit. The 12th grade. Now this year I did something's out of the ordinary for a so called goodygirl. You see to the outside world I was a good girl. Never did wrong. Always did what I was told. No one knew of my fantasies of which had increased tenfold by this time. My friend from the 8th grade had come to my school, her name was mary-anne, she told me she was coming and I was so happy to be seeing her again and I had just gotten a new boyfriend whom was a bit of a daredevil and had a fantasy of his own he had shared with me. We had gotten drunk when he confessed his fantasy with me and I'm sure you can all guess what it is, I will tell anyways. He had a fantasy of a threesome with 2 woman. This was one of my favourite fantasies. This is when I started living out some of my fantasies. This is when stings got good, bad, and all the bits inbetween.