Well, that was different. I knocked again. Twice, three times. The door finally opened. She was clearly crying and angry. ‘What do you want? I want ...ou to go!’ she spat. ‘Connie,’ I stammered, ‘what did I do?’ ‘You told Phil you fucked me Thursday night, that’s what. Lying sack of shit!’ ‘I did no such thing!’ I protested. ‘Connie, listen, you know me…’ ‘I thought I did,’ she hissed. ‘I don’t know why I don’t just go lesbian. So much easier than dealing with men.’ She closed the door and. I seemed to be constantly getting into a state of arousal, and I wasn’t really sure why. I mean, I was going to spend a weekend with my aunt, and sexy though she was, who did I think I was going to be fucking? Who did I think I was going to be having sex with? And I must admit I did also have the occasional thought about seeing my mum naked, her legs apart, her sex wide open, fingering her breasts and playing with her nipples while rubbing her clit and using the toy on herself. I couldn’t help. I staggered under the sudden onslaught and if Bob and Jimmy hadn't both been standing right there, I might have gone down." Geez Louise! Don't do that! Next time make sure your victim is sitting down. Man, I'm glad I wasn't driving a car. Bob, I'll never tease you about your qualifications in hypnosis again. Listen you guys, when we get together later I have got a lot to tell you." Then I stopped as something clicked in my brain, "Wait a minute, was that Phoebe?" Jimmy nodded and I went on,. . maybe twenty orso. Those indifferent, oh... nearly the rest. Sort of friends or at leastfriendly; well maybe a dozen or so. So how many did that leave? Did hehave any friends? Hmm, I guess Mike, Pete and maybe Jen. At least theytalked to him and tried to involve him in stuff. Funny, he'd used to be considered fairly smart. Now he couldn'tconcentrate anymore and his marks were sliding. Ron was doing well andwould go to Uni next year. No one seemed too bothered that he wasn'tgetting anything.