The first night I struck up a conversation with a bi male who had a partner who was a woman they were not married to each other but both liked bi men....So I arranged to meet them at a hotel. When I arrived to where they were staying I was knocked on the door where he answered with a beer in his hand shaking my hand he told be to take the beer and sit down and relax on the bed and I was welcome to more in the mini fridge if I wanted some. He sat down in a chair and we made small talk. I asked. Guys and big tits, I think I should be offended." Kimberly laughed as she caught me staring at Rachel. Not that Kimberly had any reason to complain. Her breasts, while noticeably smaller, were perfectly shaped, and seemed to have perpetually hard nipples.I laughed in embarrassment. "It's not the size, it's the motion." That comment got Rachel blushing and she refused to finish scooping. I egged Kimberly into taking her place. When her own effort caused her small breast to quiver I feigned. "What could come between us? I know that I will love you for ever and ever."She snuggled up to him and he continued to stroke her back. Occasionally an after sob shook her body but twenty minutes or so later she was at peace again. She raised her head to meet his eyes looking down at her with love and compassion."Thank you, Mark darling. I'm sorry I behaved so stupidly." No, you didn't. You'd had a perfectly horrible dream about both of us and it was very real to you, my poor sweet. I'm glad. The senior class field trip, the day to the pool that the senior class president convinced the school to allow, the senior prank, a couple musicals and even a male parody of Miss America. Most of these things meant nothing to the group of nerds though. They were way too invested in their studies to care. The were happy with the pool day though. But the biggest thing happening in the last few weeks of school was planning for the legendary senior week. One of the dreams that many high school.