I walked her to her door and she turned to face me, "Thank you for rescuing me" and then she leaned forward and kissed me and I felt it all the way do...n to my toes. She stepped back, handed me a piece of paper and said, "Call me" and then she turned and went inside.This took place during midterms and I was super busy cramming for exams and pulling all-nighters and I never did get around to calling Chrissi. A week went by and then one day as I was having lunch in the Student Union Chrissi came. “Well, I wouldn’t say you’ve done everything but you have done quite a bit.”Sarah laughed in return. “What else is there for me to do? I mean, how else can a man and woman,” she gestured toward Laura, “or two women, have sex?”“The key to your statement is your use of the singular tense. I think you are ready to try sex with multiple, simultaneous partners. What do you think?”Twelve hours ago, Sarah would have been shocked and insulted at the question, but now, given her introduction to Dr.. Like with Sonja, I kept my movements slow and gentle, trying to maintain the cozy serenity of the moment. Using my position as the big spoon, I resumed fondling her breasts, this time supplementing it by running kisses up her neck and nibbling on the side of her ear.The blankets were left hanging from our raised legs, letting air flush in. Even though we were right next to the woodstove, compared to the air of our cozy sanctum, the rest of the house was freezing cold. Rather than shivering, the. Five foot ten inches of typical, half-awake, sixteen year old boy. Moody, sullen and incomprehensible most of the time. Unless I'm trying to 'fit in' at school. Then you can't shut me up. Then I inevitably end up saying something random and get called a wanker. Usually a four-eyed one at that. I'm not one of the 'lads', no matter how hard I try. I have a go at talking the talk, acting like I'm one of them. It doesn't fool anyone, least of all me. Oh yeah, I wear glasses. Have done for ages..