That’s so sweet. What do you like about sex?Me (sign of a relief for me): Actually, I like sex and I would love to explore it with someone. I want s...meone to teach me about all these things. I am a shy guy at the college and girls won’t even talk such things with me.She: (smiling) And don’t worry, I will help you to lose your virginity and teach you how to please a woman.Me: Really?Hearing that, I was so freaking happy. She slowly got up, held my hand and guided me to her bedroom. As soon as we. I'm not even going to leave that SOB a note!"We took a taxi right away and went to her room. The 'Please Clean' sign was on the door so the room hadn't been cleaned yet and it reeked of sex. Linda looked upset so I waited in the hallway while she gathered her belongings. I took her larger bag and we went up two levels to my room. The room was about the same size as Barry's but it seemed larger because of the single bed. There was room for a love seat and a chair. I didn't have a window because. Em shrugged. “No, women aren’t like men, they don’t run to bars to spend money. Instead, it’s easier to get together in people’s homes.”“Manhattan used to have ten lesbian bars several years ago, not a lot, but all but three closed down,” Amanda explained. “The rest are like the Cubbyhole, mostly tourist attractions for out-of-towners. Since people don’t get upset about women touching, we don’t need protected spaces to get together like gay men do, and we don’t spend like them either.”Em. He looked up, looked her over. He gave me the nod of approval and went back to his paper.“Warmer in here.” She unzippered her coat revealing the most mouthwatering cleavage. She watched me drool for a moment and then she said, “So where can we go?”I eyed the janitorial close and lead her down the hall. I knew it had to be empty. We slid in unnoticed.I pulled her jacket down and put my face into those luscious C Cup tits grabbing her ass cheeks in my hands. Then she stopped me.“One condition..