Only the flush on our faces gave away the fact that we had almost succumbed to our desire, right there and then.This respite gave me a moment to think...- what am I doing? Almost exposing myself in public, displaying myself like that for a complete stranger. Dear god, what is wrong with me?The train pulled away, our carriage now almost empty except for us. My neighbour smiled a broad and friendly grin before saying "well that was bad timing"....I laughed and relaxed again. Clearly, this guy was. Go on, tell her,” Sam said, encouraging me.I took a deep breath, “Sam and I spent the night together, we’ve had sex, I’m sorry,” I blurted out.Expecting the worst possible reaction from Pat I was surprised when she put her hand on mine and said, “I’d be amazed if you two hadn’t done something.”“What, that’s it? That’s all you have to say, you don‘t mind?” I said confused.“I’d be a bit of a hypocrite if I did; I had Dave in our bed and was fucking him last night.”“You don't mind, and you’re. No one had told us the venue yet but I assumed it was a private party for the OCS. It made sense that after three months they’d be ready for a little celebration. I’d ask Rachel about it this weekend.We all gathered at the farm Wednesday night for what had started once as our weekly study night. That was when eight of us were high school students. Now only four of us sat with open text books or computers working on classroom assignments. Donna sat with us and worked on her classroom plan and. I likedhow I was able to cross my legs. I liked the way it felt to walk. But onlybecause it was a novelty. "It's just the way I think when I imagine a malebody."She lapsed into silence again, leaving me to my thoughts. Which turned towhy I thought of males like that. I certainly didn't filter out that partwhen I thought of women.I was silent a while longer before I finally said, "I think it comes frommy Dad. He told me once, when I was young, to try to avoid any sort sexualfeelings or thoughts.