Patty and Brad had parted ways as lovers once both graduated and got employment. It had been sort of obvious that their relationship was more a matter...of friendly convenience than love, of course.Oddly this brought Mandy and Brad closer together and they picked up almost seamlessly where they'd left off as fuck-buddies but this time they devoted themselves to being a couple.Patty, OTOH, moved out of state to take a marketing position in Chicago. She sends Christmas cards every year.Mary still. He and Mandy had gone to a couple of nightclubs and had ended up getting drunk in a gay and lesbian club.Paul shifted under the bed covers as he remembered how he and Mandy had danced together. How had he ended up in her bed?Then he remembered lying naked in her arms on the bed, letting Mandy suck and caress his breasts. He remembered slipping his hard cock into her eager pussy and coming deep inside her.Paul's eyes shot wide open. He had orgasmed INSIDE Mandy! He could see a sleeping figure. "I am not a slut and I have never had sex before but I understand why mychoice of clothes might make you think otherwise but could you please usea condom? I don't want to get pregnant." How much do you usually charge? ?50 per room?" What? You are not a prostitute?" Do prostitutes usually clean your house?"We had reached the bed I had just made and put clean sheets on. I wasnot expecting that I would now be lying in it with Mr Jones on top of me.He had his hand down the front of my panties. Why?" Just wondering." I paused as the waitress brought our food. We all began eating."Wondering?" Karen asked, mouth half-full."He wrote an article on Aphra Behn, a book each on Eliza Haywood and Fanny Burney, and an article each on Mrs. Trollope and Meredith. And some other stuff, but those are the major items. I've gotten about halfway through his thesis -- the Burney book. I've read none of the other items. I thought I'd waste tomorrow reading through them." Sounds just great. I barely.