Andy treated me like a Gentleman should; dressing quickly and going to the bar to bring us each a chilled glass of wine so I could dress without embar...assment. I took great care to look my best, spending time on my hair and selecting the most confidence-affirming clothes from the many I had brought. Vivid images of what we had just done – of my first ever infidelity – kept filling my mind. To my shame, the memories of the extraordinary and unexpected pleasure were at least as powerful as any. I was so wet and so turned on by what I had seen and got a strange but exciting thought. I began to visualize David sucking a guy’s cock and watching him take his cum load into his mouth. David moaned, ‘I kind of like the girl/girl thing. I think that’s pretty sexy.’ I glanced at the two girls as they were embracing and kissing and I could see one girl’s hand buried in the other girl’s pussy. Then I noticed that the guy had finished unloading his cum in the guy’s mouth and one girl got up and. We were to get in, gather as many pieces of underwear as we can, and get out in the allotted time — extra points for variety. Our accomplishments would determine the level of privilege we enjoyed for the next year in the frat. Then we were off. I decided to head up to the top floor. The senior girls lived there, so I figured there should be more variety in underwear available. Plus, I suspected none of the other guys would want to chance wasting time with stairs. In a few minutes, I was on the. Whaddya wanna do?”“Movie. Anything.”“Movies it is.”I was skeptical of her intuitive behavior, and drove to the mall. It felt kind of awkward. She was quiet on the drive there, and finally spoke up.“Police are there already, waiting to strike.”“How the fuck do you know that?” I asked.“My dad is the party guy in the force.”I felt the blood drain from my face, and looked at her at a stoplight.“I don’t believe it. You saved my reputation. You saved college for me.”“Lucky draw, huh?”“Lucky.”We.