![]() They're making bar mitzvah presents of the act, and performing it at "train parties": boys lined up on one side of the room, girls working their way down the row. They're ducking into janitors' closets between classes to do it they're doing it on school buses, and in bathrooms, libraries, and stairwells. ![]() The moms in my set are convinced-they're certain they know for a fact-that all over the city, in the very best schools, in the nicest families, in the leafiest neighborhoods, twelve- and thirteen-year-old girls are performing oral sex on as many boys as they can. I apologized profusely I told her I hadn't known. It was as though I had laughed about a leukemia cluster or a lethal stretch of freeway. It was as though I had taken lightly the news that a pedophile had moved into my friend's neighborhood. The thought of thirteen-year-old girls in party dresses performing a sex act once considered the province of prostitutes (we are talking here about the on-your-knees variety given to a series of near strangers) was so ludicrous that all I could do was giggle. The story she told me-about a bar mitzvah dinner dance on the North Shore of Chicago, where the girls serviced all the boys on the chartered bus from the temple to the reception hall-was so preposterous that I burst out laughing. The first time I heard a mother of girls talk about the teenage oral-sex craze, I made her cry.
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