She leant forward as he spoke encouraging, almost forcing him to eye her small but very firm breasts. He was shuffling in his seat, she spotted the b...lge rising in his crotch and became acutely aware of a feeling rising in the pit of her stomach. A tingle rose from her pussy, tickling her belly and making her nipples stiffen. He tried to sound as casual as possible when he asked if he could examine her neck and left and asked her to take of her top. He returned and was faced with her. Amy increasingly worried about the papers in Paul’s hand. Obviously they were significant. ‘Amy, I’m…not going to be here next year. I’m going to be in Missouri in the fall for Basic Training, then I’ll be in California over the winter and spring. I’ll be back in July, about the time you get back.’ Paul handed Amy the folder. Amy gasped when she opened it and saw his military contract. Paul sighed, and continued. ‘I’d been thinking about this anyway, because I’m worried about my student loans.. Or what if I wanted more than that? What if we both did? I'd always known I was bisexual, but I wasn't sure I could handle that either.So I just cowardly avoided the situation, staying home and jerking off, half the time thinking about beautiful women and half the time thinking about guys - most of whom were Jeff. Finally, the following summer - this was now nearly two years since our encounter - I couldn't stand it anymore. Now we were three years out of high school, surely having moved in. The other girl wore a confused expression. "I have a boyfriend, okay?" she said. "We were acting, that's all it was. Don't think that..." I don't," Erika interrupted her with a sigh. "You're not into me, are you?" I'm into guys, Erika!" Busy insisted, laughing. She shook her head, looking Erika up and down. "You are pretty, and talented. You're a good friend. But I don't like girls, okay? Kissing you felt ... weird."Erika smiled. "I like weird."Busy gaped at her, then rolled her eyes. "Well.