A year later, she had her first bi-sexual experience. She was never sure if her emotional vulnerability had led her to this point, or if she had been ... latent lesbian all those years without realizing it. What she was certain of was that she had thoroughly enjoyed the experience, and would entertain others like it from time to time, while still enjoying the company of virile men, a company of which Mr. Ernst Bollinger had not been a member.August in Wilmington can be uncomfortable unless one is. It’s very arousing.”“You’ve gotta promise to take me along next time.”“Where’s Sam? I’ve got some order I have to discuss with him.”“He and Dianne are in the back doing inventory.”Rebecca flounced her way across the bar to her office, followed by hoots and leers from most of the male patrons. She stepped into the office and closed the door behind her. As her eyes gradually dilated to the dark room, she saw Dianne’s denim skirt, cashmere sweater, and silk panties and bra all stacked neatly on. There was plenty of time to get more rest before her alarm went off, but the last thing she wanted to do now was sleep.She lied back down, turned on her side and exhaled.After a night of restlessness followed by a day of trying not to nod off in class, Sophia found herself quite happy to finally be home. After a quick check for any e-mail messages, she would hop in bed for a quick nap before indulging in any activities that the evening may hold. Fortunately for her, the computer chair wasn't. I feel happy.Suddenly I hear the front door slam shut and my brother loudly running up the stairs. He bangs on my door. Annoyed, I get up to answer it."What's going on?" I demand, irritated at being interrupted."Just wanted to warn you I've got someone back with me tonight," John grins. I look over to the woman behind him. It was one of the girls we played poker with."Just keep it down," I sigh. "Just don't bother me." Why? Have you got someone back?" He asks. "Want some weed?" No." I shush. I.