I hope you realize that all of academia hates your guts, Catherine.”Cat froze beside me for the briefest of moments with Gretchen’s non-sequitur.�...�Why...?” She visibly stumbled over that question.“Jealousy and Envy. Greed and Pride too. They all want what you have. HIM.” Gretchen pointed at me.“And they think I stole him or something?”“Who knows what they think or if they even can think? I’d sacrifice the whole English department with a shale knife on the altar of Satan for your place by his. Peter suddenly appeared from under the water beside her and grabbed her flinging her back into the pool. Was really quite funny as her strap went snap and she stood in the pool with one breast hanging out. She covered herself and laughed it off. Really quiet cool I thought to myself. At the pool bar I was waiting to be served and I saw Peter in front. We got chatting and I mention what he had done to Lucy. He just laughed and asked if I liked what I saw. I replied yes whilst laughing to ease. ”“Wow, that means he must be more than …”“Yes baby, he is, much bigger,” he cuts in before I can finish.“What would you like me to wear for our new man?”“Your killer heels and your ankle length, black silk night dress with the slits up the sides almost to your armpits. Nothing else.”“What are you going to wear?”It is always very exciting for both of us when a new person visits for three-way sexual pleasure. We always aim to take the initiative for our turn and the visitor.Today when Mike. He returned with my drink and another for Jacky, and we toasted each other.We chatted about this and that, then Jacky said “Have to visit the ladies.” And off she went.Uncle Ben was not handsome, but nevertheless he was nice and kind and friendly, and he complemented me on my dress (red, skin tight, above the knee).“Yes, thank you Uncle, it’s my favourite, and looks nicer without a pantie line.” He almost spilled his pint, and I flushed – I had never meant to say that.“So, no knickers then.”.