At one time eighteen-year-old Danielle Lawrence had fairly limited experience sexually. She'd been intimate with only three boys, kids her own age who were as inexperienced as her. That time now seemed like ages ago. But in reality it'd been mere months earlier.

So much had changed since then.

One day she'd lied to her mother. She'd gotten detention for cutting class . . . to engage in one of those intimate encounters, a fact that would prove ironic. Being eighteen she didn't need a parent's signature on the detention slip so Danielle had told her mother that she was going to a friend's house after school. And she did....