I found it so difficult to concentrate in my classes. Thank God the professors only lectured today and I didn’t have to take a quiz or test where I ...eally would have had to be focused. I had waited a whole month to see James, and even though I did a pretty good job of keeping my romantic feelings in check I really did miss him and couldn’t wait to see him.I had just reached the parking lot when my phone vibrated in the back pocket of my short jean skirt. I retrieved it and looked at the caller. That night in Dallas, our first fuck, proved us very wrong.We came to one another knowing we would never be exclusive. We didn't want to cheat. We were tired of the lies. We were tired of hiding, and the stolen moments of secretly fucking other people. One of her former lover's called it "front seat action." For us that term became code for hiding the fact we were going to fuck other people. We choose to build a sex life that works very well for us. I know who Jenn fucks, both men and women. I. "I do, too," Suzanne said. "It gives us plenty of time."The place was cool, and the sound of the rain on the trees was soothing. In only a few yards they'd left the little hut with the door far behind. Suzanne pulled her jacket a little tighter around her—they'd emerged dressed as they'd been on the school bus—and rubbed her arms. The temperature just reinforced how alone she felt.The cabin was just where she'd been told. It had a rustic air to it, almost like a log cabin, with a screened front. She had followed Ingrid’s dress instructions wearing little more than a green bikini top posing as a blouse with a matching short skirt and heels. She loved oils and lotions on her skin, and was eager to see what Ingrid had to offer.Clarissa blushed. “Well thank you,” she said. “You’d stop traffic yourself.”“Please come in,” Marcie said, and with a wave of her hand more or less indicated where Claressa was to sit.“I have to apologize to you two,” Ingrid said, two of the other girls called at.