It was ‘Mindy’.“Try ‘MINDY’,” I told Miranda, and a minute or so later she appeared with meat in her hand for the female Cougar.“The Col...nel said to feed them twice what we saw them given yesterday,” she told me, as she opened the gate to the female Cougar’s side of the cage and tossed her the meat. She quickly grabbed it and began devouring it hungrily. At the same time, the Colonel was feeding the male Cougar.Luther had moved to the Falcon’s cage and used the same access code to obtain food. It seemed like young cocks gave me superhuman libido. Word of my "coming out" spread across the campus like wildfire. Unbeknownst to me literally hundreds of young bucks had been told of my open house.Friday night arrived and I didn't know what to expect. I had made and excuse to Graham I was going on a weekend seminar and planned to check in to a motel with Brad and JC after my initiation. I met Brad at the Dunkin Donut as planned and he scooted me off to Glenmoore.I was totally unprepared for. I also expected Brad to be self-conscious and shy, wanting to hide his body from us. He showed no such signs.Our own unique brand of fireworks lit up our brains with wonderful climaxes a few minutes apart.We lay naked and temporarily sated, often making out, after our carnal urges were satisfied. My estimation of both men had gone up significantly.I heard Sheila say, “I hope we don’t have to wait a week until we see you again. Why don’t we prepare dinner for you on Tuesday evening.” I liked. You know the ones. The position of the toilet seat, asking for directions, four hours to dress to go out to a two hour party, nylons on the shower curtain rod, cap off the toothpaste, socks on the floor instead of in the hamper, not emptying an ashtray until it was ready to overflow (or had)...That last one led to smoking, and both of us expressed a passive desire to quit. PJ did, on her own, for months at a time, but I was a little more hardcore. That particular therapist admitted that.