I managed to get the talk around to sex as that was the reason for my coming here.Wendy spoke. "There's no chance of you fucking us this week. We all ...ave our periods now." What, all of you?" Yes, because we sleep in the same room, all our periods start at the same time." Oh." I said deeply disappointed. Having tasted of the apple, I wanted more. Everyone was silent in thought for a few minutes, then Joan spoke. "I have read that Portuguese women allow their bum holes to be used for sex instead. I probably would have made an effort at small talk, asking about the weather or something, had Daisy not interrupted me.“You know how you always say that we shouldn't have a real threesome? I think you are full of crap, telling me what you think I want to hear. It’s really quite patronizing. So I thought I would put it to a test. If you think it’s best that Trinity leave, just say the word. She'll go, and you and I can still do whatever you want… But if you want her to stay, you have to say. The situation is clear. ‘Be a good boy.’ She laughs and leaves the room. As I look at the distinct writing style on the paper, I begin to remember… I usually read a student’s first essay with exasperation but this one was particularly bad. Not only are the arguments shallow and superficial with no evidence of real academic research, the quality of language makes it impossible to understand sometimes. ‘Very many of the global and multi-national can using these social medias peripaticaaly and. I am always wet for you – never like this for other boys, just you that makes me gush and spurt.I get to the hotel and do as instructed – sneaking in past reception I make my way up to your room. Your door is ajar and I walk in. As I do my hand goes to my shoulder, pushing my top away, exposing my flesh and the basque I have put on underneath for you. My underwear is pushing my breasts upwards, my nipples are huge and erect. I unbutton my top slowly, looking at you, our eyes meeting and not.