I’ve done it. Wait a minute.“Hey, Les – Lester! Sanjay! Come over here! I’ve got a hot prospect for you!”Two slightly older, muscular guys s...opped who they were doing, kissed them, and wandered over, wagging their tails before them.“Les, Sanjay, this is…?”“Cat.”“… this is Cat. She’s interested in an airlift. Could you guys help her out?”Les nodded, “Happy to. Cat, may I put my hands on you, please?”Cat looked surprised.“Look, we don’t know you, and you don’t know us. We are going to ask. Not so now. Danny had spent most of their holiday sharing her pussy with another man and he was no longer taking it for granted. There was no longer any surety that it would solely belong to him from now on. Sharing her pussy was not quite the right way of putting because he hadn’t in one sense. Danny had only resumed making love to Claire since they returned from holiday, before that her pussy had become exclusively used by Joe, the man who had become her lover; the man with whom he had. Almost from the start I knew that Harry was "The One" and Harry beat all of the time line items. With Harry it was make out on the second date, hands in the bra on the third, fingers in the honey pot on the fifth and I was deep throating him on the sixth. On the tenth, when most of my previous dates were just getting their first hand job, Harry popped my cherry and from that point on we made love four or five times a week and usually twice each time.We were your typical college couple and we. Well, I hate to burst your bubble, but women are louder. I looked far and wide, and as far as my eyes could see, there were women. Women, women and more women. Every shape and size. Every race and ethnicity. How about that? Since Goodson College and Anne Marie Academy were governed by the same administrative body, students from both campuses could mingle anytime. It’s only the classes which were single-sex. Harold handed me a brochure, and I turned it down. Why look at a damn brochure when I.