I was still not dating, just flirting with every guy I thought attractive. I had no steady boyfriend, rather, I had a crush on several guys, depending on whom was standing in front of me at that moment. If I had to choose a favorite, it probably would have been Fred. Fred, the guy in the church choir, was the guy I referred to as Mr. Gorgeous. I liked him more and more and he seemed interested in me also. But Fred and I fought about everything, including where to sit. Fred came from a background where the men ruled, and I didn't want to be ruled. So it became a power struggle long before there was anything but flirtation.
Then there was Tony, whom I had met at the pool. Tony was a bit older than I. I think he was around nineteen and I was still only fifteen. Tony always flirted with me when he saw me around, and I think if I had been older, he would have been more interested. But I was still young, only fifteen, too young for anything except flirtations.
There were other guys, all lower on the totem poll than Fred and Tony. There was Bill, a sailor about eighteen years old. Bill was one of the first guy I necked with. We had a passionate kissing tryst one afternoon, and I was eaten alive by mosquitoes. I had counted sixty-seven mosquito bites on my body after our make-out session.
Then there was Eddie, a blond sailor also about eighteen years old. Eddie and I had also tried making out, and then Eddie, in an attempt to demonstrate his passion, french kissed my ear. I thought it was so funny to have some guy stick his tongue down my ear, I began laughing uncontrollably. I thought it was so funny I couldn't regain the romantic feelings, frustrating Eddie. He didn't try to french kiss my ear again.
Also in the mix were guys who I just considered friends, not boyfriends. This included quite a few guys, but primarily Mike-ee Wai-kee, my friend from school and Sharky, the guy at the pool who wore a real shark tooth around his neck.
All in all, there was never a dull moment in my romantic life. I loved it!