”“It’s okay,” I answered. “It’s a big parking lot.”And they shuffled off while I watched them.Then, like usual once a week, I went to th... next room. I liked looking at the sign on the door that read “PRINCIPAL” in gold letters. It was like I was the naughty student. I took a deep breath and knocked. He opened the door, standing there in his fine suits and his perfect ties. Such a shallow idiot, I thought with a smile.“You were such a bitch today,” he said.“And you’re just the perfect asshole,”. My friend Doc told her of my needing some cheering up, and she decided to give the old man a try for the night. We sat and drank beer,then we went outside to the parking lot where I had parked the truck. I had a bottle of Jack, and another bottle of vodka. She took the vodka and downed half the liter, while I nursed the Jack. We went back in and listened to the music for a little while longer, then she ask for my phone number. We went back outside and to the truck, where she just drooped to her. I mean, I knew Susan was bi-sexual, but for the past few months I had thought that we were exclusive, I certainly had no idea that she was still having sex with men. She must have heard me gasp, because before I could turn and leave, she called me over and took my hand. It was surreal; here I was standing beside our bed, holding my lover’s hand as the guy was still humping away, until he finally came with a grunt and rolled off her to the other side of the bed.“She pulled me in for a kiss,. The way he treated her the day before, as a friend and fellow rider, was a revealing experience for her. He had been the `gentleman’, and not forced himself on her. It was she who `took’ him last night, in that moment of passion.As it was, today, it was her idea to follow him. It was her body that desired the lust filled fucking she was now receiving, and thoroughly enjoying. She thought briefly that she wanted it to last forever. The heavy flush that crept into her belly and was spreading.