Monday, she went to the Loop to finish her Christmas shopping. She’d not had time between Hell Week and finals. Well, she’d had time for Andy, but...not time for both. Andy was a real pain to shop for. After a tie clasp, the natural choice was cuff links, but he didn’t own a shirt with French cuffs, at least he didn’t have one in Champaign. He already had a slide rule, and a quite fancy one. He’d mentioned, too, that they were becoming obsolescent. If shopping for the man who had everything was a. One drunken Saturday afternoon, after many years of being very curious about it, I decided to make my move. I said, “Hey I have been watching gay porn on the internet and it is really hot. Do you think that’s kinda homo?” Much to my delight Vic said, “I’ve been wondering about it also.” Then one thing led to another and we decided to try it. We both had a case of whiskey dick so it didn’t work out that afternoon. But after so many discussions about sex over the years, I knew that Vic was. We were discreet, but I felt so naughty.On his 23rd birthday, we went out to dinner near my house. Normally, we would go back to his dorm for the weekend. I would stay there, but his birthday was on a school night and his college was an hour away, so we had to stay close to my house.We started heavily making out in his car but we couldn't go back to my place because of my parents. I hated doing it in the car; it was so uncomfortable. I asked him if we could go for a walk. We parked and started. Oh Lez, please don’t abandon me.” What the hell was going on? Not too long ago I was happy to hump my hand every night and go to sl**p happy and content, thinking that I would soon go to college, find a guy and have him fuck me every day. I know that I’m not a lesbian because I still have wet dreams of guys stuffing their hot cock into my hungry hole, but for now I seem to be satisfied without a guy,, the women around me have given me more sexual gratification than I’ve ever had, or expected,.