Rebecca Blue: About 2 1/2 years. Time files! Man…I’ve cried every birthday since I turned 18.
RB: When I was 18 I cried because I turned into an adult. It was official. When I turned 21, that was even worse…cause I didn’t have anything left to look forward to. I’m 24 now, and I cried when I turned 24 cause it’s just another year of getting older.
ISP: How hard you gonna cry at 25?
RB: I don’t think too bad. 30 might be tough. And 29..cause it’s right before 30.
ISP: I had a huge panic attack when I turned 30. Had to pull the car over and shit.
RB: I think I’ll be OK at forty.
ISP: I bet you’re gonna look great at forty. You’re really petite and blonde. That helps.
RB: Yea, I’m 5’1″ and I weigh about 100 pounds…on a good day.
ISP: I weighed 100 pounds in 3rd grade. I had a race with my best friend Mark. I won.
RB: The older I get, the more I lose. I lost all my baby fat when I was 16…or 17.
ISP: When did you lose your virginity?
RB: A month before my 13th birthday. The summer before I turned 13. I remember running home to my step-dad and telling him I was pregnant.
ISP: You slut!
RB: Yea, I was a slut. I did things like pull my mom’s pick-up truck on the street. We lived on a big street. We actually lived on Main Street. That’s what it was called! Anyways, I’d pull my mom’s truck onto the curb and wash it with my ass sticking right up in the air towards traffic and just wait for the honks to start. I’d wash the same spot in the windows for hours. Hours.
ISP: What were you wearing?
RB: Daisy Dukes and a little wife beater. I’d get the shirt wet on purpose, too.
ISP: No bra?!
RB: I wore a bra, but I had boobies. I got them in, like, 1st grade. My friend Megan was my friend and she said, “you got big boobies!” and I ran home and cried to my mom. We went out that night and bought a training bra.
ISP: What was the craziest thing you did then?
RB: I made my friend Kelly have a threesome with me and an older guy. We were 15 or 16 and the guy was 21. He was a waiter at Olive Garden. We’d go in there to eat just so he’d serve us. And he had a huge dick. I wanted to watch my friend get banged out by a huge dick. She was a virgin, too. I’m such a good best friend.
ISP: I’ve got a boner.
RB: (Laughs). He nutted in my mouth, and I remember spitting it out. But it was dark, so I don’t think he noticed I spit.
ISP: Oh, he noticed.
RB: I always wanted to do a bunch of guys back then, but I was sacred. I did do girls. I was the dirty one. My best friend would sleep over, and I would make her take off her panties and wear boxers. Then, we’d play a video game, or do arts and crafts, and we’d sit Indian Style just so I’d get a beaver shot. Or, even better…I think I was 9 and I’d go over to the next-door neighbor’s. They had a son who was 11, and I’d let him lick my boobies.
ISP: That’s great. What’s your damage?
RB: I don’t think I was damaged. My mom’s boyfriend would make passes at me when I was, 11 to 16. He’d like smack my butt or tell me I look sexy, but I was never molested or raped or forced to do stuff. My family was very open sexually. My aunt has Sugar Daddies galore. My mom always cheats on her husbands. My mom let me have boys sleep over right after I lost my virginity!
ISP: And shit would go down, huh?
RB: Yea! And I never had to hide it. It was open-open at my house. I was doing all of it, too. I was an Anal Queen from like 14 on. The boy that I lost it to would always want it up my butt, and I would say no. And then like one day it just kinda clicked. I’ve always been into dating older guys, and the second guy I dated was, like, 5 or 6 years older than me. I was 14…so he was 18 to 20. He just told me to relax, and it’s just been history ever since.
ISP: And that worked? No chloroform or roofies?
RB: No! But he was the one that got me drunk for the first time.
ISP: You took facials back then, too…huh?
RB: No! Actually not. Facials offended me back then. I always thought they were degrading!
ISP: What’s your take on facials now?
RB: I’d love to take a cum bath right now. That’s my fantasy. It would be to have 10 guys cum on me. For example, I’m in a public place…like a night club. I’m by myself. I want one guy to turn me on…pull my hair. Spank me. Talk shit to me. Undress me. Just woo me in a dirty way. Then the guys in the bar start getting off by watching. They start beating off and then I just want them to cum on me. Everywhere. Face, ass, tits, hair…everywhere.
ISP: I have a boner. Would you blow a horse for $5,000 cash?
ISP: What’s the break point? No one would know, by the way. No camera.
RB: It would have to be a ridiculous amount. A million. For real.
ISP: Who much to blow me?
RB: I have a mySpace, but I never go on it.
ISP: No one does. mySpace is over. Obsolescence in a bitch. I know all about that, too, cause internet porn is heading in the same direction.