And then somebody started singing Auld Lang Syne, and before I knew it everyone in the place had linked their arms together and was singing along. Som...how, the girls managed to position me so I was in between the two of them. And I don’t think that I’ve ever been happier on any New Year’s Eve than I was at midnight that year, arm in arm with those two young women.Things began to wind down, then. The bar would stay open until 2:00, but people began to trickle out. Jess had less to do, and stayed. Not sure of what to say, I stared at Lucas numbly, unsure of what to do next. He kissed me lightly, as if assuring me that everything was going to be fine. With his arm around my waist, we walked to the back of the truck to unload my luggage. Slowly we walked toward the house, trying to prolong what was to come.When we stepped through the door, the first thing I noticed was the aroma of a fresh baked apple pie, filling the room with its sweet scent. An attractive looking woman, older yet, still. So... average!" I understand, but we're here now. And just remember, we are interestedin what's inside, not what the outside looks like."They walked up to the large ranch style home. A low brick wallsurrounded a courtyard area with gardens. Outside the wall, the housewas surrounded by trees, and the lawn was covered with leaves as werethe remnants of flower gardens flanking the porch. They walked up to thedoor and pushed the doorbell, hearing the sound of the bell from inside.A man of average. "Yeah, guys are mostly jerks. It's nice they got penises, and know how to use them, but other than that, I don't have much to do with them."That made me think of the day I saw her masturbating near where we were. I could picture it clearly in my head. And when she asked if I touched my privates for fun, I wondered if she could read my mind.I shrugged, grinned foolishly and nodded."There. You've got the right idea. There are so many things a girl can do for fun that we don't really need men..