As a bisexual I was very curious to see what my restrictions would be in a new environment… I can tell you… not many! The mix of people also reduc...d my awareness of being one of the youngest people there ( I’m 24), everyone treated everyone as an equal and it was a great feeling.The main social area was very welcoming, it featured a bar with a wide variety of beverages which, were served by amazing ( and cute) barmaids, who you could chat with and just be able to feel like you’re in a normal. (smirk)"Stay there" Liz barks.I see Liz on the phone and wonder what she is discussing but really, just, dont, care. My raging boner is calming down and I am ready for the next assignment. I am not ready for what is next!Liz is wearing a short skirt, and no panties. She hops up on the table, bears her pussy and begins to rub herself for my benefit. Not helping the hardon at all. And then......OMG in walks SIL Linda! She grabs me by the dick and makes Liz open her mouth to receive it. WOW. So,. I knew Mom would have a fit about the two Debbies, but I didn’t give a damn. I’d have to talk to Bethany about inviting Dona.Friday was Homecoming and Bethany insisted that we do things exactly as we had done for our Freshman year Turnabout dance, though she asked me to drive to her house beforehand so that her parents could take pictures. The limo would pick us up and drop us off at her house.I showered and dressed in a new suit because the one I wore Sophomore year didn’t fit in the shoulders. We climb the stairs against the flow of people making their way in for the start of the day, and his hand drops away. Our feet are heavy as we climb, not the same hurried tap as we fled the hospital; this is the slow tread of exhaustion. We have escaped, and now it is the drive home to sleep that we face. My fingers slide down to touch his and I lead the way up the past rows of empty cars, across oil streaked floor, towards my truck in the back. Exhaust fumes from the lower levels bleed off..