A simple frat party at a house in the Berkley Hills. Uninvited and unknown, the two women waltzed into the house as if they owned it. They were dresse... for the singular purpose of seduction; all the men turned to watch as they sauntered into the center of the crowd to the heavy beat of Nine Inch Nails. As if of a single mind, they turned towards each other and began to dance. Their bodies undulated as they wound their limbs together.Guinevere hitched up her skin-tight, knee-length leather skirt. “Whass wrong sis?” Violet spoke through a dry mouth and general sleepiness.Kathleen stepped back and pulled up her shirt, settling her hands around her pregnant belly. At first, Violet didn’t register the change, but when she did, she sat bolt upright in bed and stared. Then she rubbed her eyes and took another look, still speechless. Meeting Kathleen’s eyes, Violet asked in a halting voice, “Did I do that?” Kathleen shook her head in incomprehension as she stared down at her own midsection,. She regarded me seriously for a moment, then gave me a sad little smile.“You say that, yet you have all these other women,” she said ruefully.I shrugged off her tone of voice and gave her an honest answer.“Yes, I do, but that doesn’t affect the way I feel about you. It’s possible to love more than one person at a time, Feleena, the women in my life and I are living proof of that. You have a place with us, and I think you’d fit right in.”Feleena had a bunch of questions about how our group. Yes, my finger was feeling inside my own body!Feeling around a bit further, I could feel something really sensitive. Itfelt like the tip of my penis. I guessed, correctly, that it was my - orAndrea's - clitoris.I was now getting incredibly aroused, but thought better of it andstopped. I realised that if I kept touching, an orgasm might not be faraway. And presumably, an orgasm would mean my male self having anejaculation. I did not want to have to explain that mess.But still I was curious. If.