It was fun for me to still go there and see a new guy invited who was a few years behind me at school and outside of my radar back then. They sudden...y became very attractive with an extra couple of years on them. There was no shortage of guys at Uni willing to get involved in our parties, with a fresh supply starting each year. It turned out that my girlfriend was very much like me in spirit and sexuality, but had not had the opportunity to exploit it when living in a small country. I had made my mind clear.Exactly 30 minutes from the time I received her message I tore a slip of paper, wrote the same joke on that paper, went to her and handed over it to her. She read the joke and looked at me totally confused. I smiled and she understood everything. Gradually the expressions of being confused to that of shock and then fear. Along with the expressions of fear her eyes got wet and filled with tears. A small droplet rolled from her eyes. With trembling lips she asked as what. I cleaned her up and retired to my bed exhausted and happy.Abigail.The two lines hit fast. It had been some time since I had done a line or two, but tonight, fuck it, who cares? Not me for sure.I was going out, something else I hadn't done in the longest while, all the time I had been with that asshole Deacon. Three fucking years I had devoted to the piece of shit, never once even looking at another guy, waiting home for him while he was out screwing every whore in town; well fuck you Deacon, I. Her big brown eyes widened and she smiled. "I like music. I am student. I work here at weekends only. You like?"I wondered what she was asking that I liked. Her? The café?"Daisuki," I said.She gave an excited couple of claps. "You speak Japanese! I like it too!" Her voice was high, soft, sweet."Would you like a drink too?" she asked."Kohi," I said.She wrote it down. "Would you like anything else?" You're very sexy. Can I order one of you, please?"She went to write it down then stopped. "Oh,".