But basically, my wife asked her if she had ever been with a girl - she said no but she would. Then my wife asked her if she had ever thought about a ...hreesome with another couple.The girl smiled and asked if she was referring to us - to which she admitted she was. Of course, the girl was ‘in’ and all we had to do was lay ground rules and setup a date. We set something up for a week later, got a local room, and met her for a drink. We had some drinks and dancing and then headed back to the. I had not felt as happy as that weekend in a looong time. So in return I gave him the ins and outs of the city, helped him get a job and overall we became best friends.I was just putting the dishes away when a knock at the door sent my mind back into reality. “Coming!” I yelled over, closing the dishwasher and make it over to the door. As I opened it, there he was and my heart stopped a beat. Those sky blue eyes shining with innocence, curiosity, life and energy. I couldn’t help but smirk as I. I presume Sarah has been calling you by another name since you have been here?” he asked. “ Yes sir, she calls me.. slut” she spluttered. She clearly hated the name, her face twisted as she spat out the last word. “Well I think that’s just perfect for you for now. Sarah has done well with you I must say, her reward will be great, however..” he said spinning around to face Sarah “..You my dear, I heard you giggling through the door when I dropped my keys, do you think it is funny after a 10 hour. ..ummmmmm, Jaycob......I think. She smiled, in a futile attempt to hold back her laughter and said. "So cute, would you like to come over here and hang out with us?" Unfourtunatlly, "Us" meant the "plastics" aka "the rich whores that rule the school with thier cunts". So naturally I agreed. Thankfully, me and her were to busy talking to hear what teacher the lead plastic fucked to pass her latest exam. Needless to say we had hit it of. We started hanging out just about every day.