All of us were naked—the cats weren't wearing their customary collars and we humans didn't have a stitch on. Why? Perfect climate control, not a pub...ic venue. "Oh, is that for me?"I surrendered my banana split and programmed four more—and then I opened a stasis box filled with cat treats. It doesn't pay to let big cats go hungry. Dash nuzzled my thigh as her more-aggressive sister Flash picked out a dried salmon."Darlings, just one treat each," Lilith told the cheetahs. "Don't gorge."Dash took. It gave a good view of her bare cunt getting reamed by some guy who mounted her like a dog in heat, sliding his lengthsome cock in her sopping hole.My hand was already on my own cock, wrapped around its base. I spat, slicking my shaft warm saliva, stroking my palm along my length. My other hand played with my balls, tugging and squeezing, wishing it was Mom's hot mouth wrapped around them. I let out a slow breath, pleasure fluttering pleasantly in my gut."Oooh, fuck me!" Mom said to her. Newly single I thought, “What the hell do I have to lose?” So I call the local number and reached a voice recording saying leave my name and message to connect with local guys ‘now.’ I did and eventually I was connected to 24 men who all seem to be on the phone for one thing, phone sex. I’m an open-minded woman of the twenty first century, so I trade some steamy messages. But the only thing all the risqué talk did was make me even hornier than I was when I started. I actually found myself. I paid Nancy for the purchases, and then Clarissa and I headed back to campus.“She’s still interested,” Clarissa said after we left the store.“I know. But every time we try, she gets flakey or I have some sort of serious concern about what’s happening. It’s nobody’s fault, really; I just don’t think we’re compatible.”“Of all the girls, who do you think you’re most compatible with?”“You!”“Minus the whole being a lesbian thing.”“That doesn’t change our overall compatibility, Lissa. Sure, it means.