Anyway, Jane’s really keen, aren’t you, Jane?”“Keen on what?” I interrupted.Jane moved over to us and, placing a hand on my bum, said “I�...m interested in joining you all! Sue’s story really made me horny. I haven’t had any decent sex for over a year. I want to be admired by a load of men, with no commitments, just some great sex!” As she spoke she began to massage my posterior, running her hands all over the seat of my trousers, running a finger down between my legs. “I know Sue wants to share. . sorry, Sam.” Isabel said as she stepped back from his front door.Two college age men stood behind the high society blonde.It wasn’t hard for Sam to figure out what was going on. Isabel was giving this pair of potential new tenants a walk through the apartment next to him. He hoped they would prove easier to get along with then the crazy old woman that used to live there.Isabel flashed Sam one of her award winning smiles. “Good to see you, Sam.”“Hi,” Sam replied. Though he would never admit it. While I must admit that she did that to everyone, I flattered myself that it was just a little brighter for me.She always called me Daniel, which may not be notable as that is my name, Daniel Cohen, but most people call me Dan, which I prefer, or Danny, which I hate, but somehow it just felt so right when she called me Daniel.I fantasized about Tran constantly, sometimes the fantasies were romantic, sometimes, I have to admit, they were quite erotic.I finally realized that fantasizing was. Whilst Pamela was getting the drinks, she was chatting to two young men. Melanie noted as she watched that they both looked younger, probably early twenties. Melanie was in her early thirties herself & Pamela mid thirties.Pamela returned with the drinks plus the two men behind where she introduced them as Barry & Wayne. They got chatting or rather Pamela was with the men as Melanie felt awkward being with strangers. Once the drinks were drank, Pamela got up as did the men where she told Melanie.