As they walked in, closing the door behind them, Roxy closed the curtain to my door window. “Can I help you three? Today’s not my tutoring day,”...I said. They came over to my desk, and as I watched them, I began to feel a bit uneasy. They were all well-behaved students, but they refused to do any of the assignments; thus, were failing my class. “Mrs. R, I think you know why we’re here,” replied Roxy. She apparently was the leader of the three, as the other two seemed a little uncomfortable being. Its what got me through medical school and residency and up the ladder in my field. And I do know that my sex life has always been my big, intense way of coping with the stress. So maybe I am a bit two-dimensional and maybe that's not for everyone. But does that really have anything to do with swinging? Is it a reason for you not to do it?"Stacy stared at the other woman. "Wow. I don't think many people can look at their own lives that way." I've actually had these thoughts before. Look, honey,. Not really.”“So you got a crush on anybody at school?”“What?!?!?”“Look. I ain’t gonna tell you. I just wanna understand, you know?”“Ummmm. Maybe Adam Akers.”“Okay, so you like jocks,” Todd referred to the small town high school quarterback.“I guess!”“Do you think I was a jock in school?”“Probably.”“Why do you say that?”“I mean…You’re built like a Mack truck.”“Oh, you think so? I work with my hands, but I’m not in as good of shape as was back then.”“Yes, sir!”“You look like a girl in general.. It was good for me. She allowed herself to be positioned on one of the chairs that lay on the deserted balcony. Suddenly she felt the second man’s lund push against the lips of her soaking choot. The lund slid into her without resistance and she found herself filled at both ends. The guy behind her found his rhythm and soon she could feel his lund slamming into her choot with all its force. She moved her hips to match his rhythm in such a way as to maximize the sensations at both ends of her.