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A week ago, I would have never believed I would find myself sitting naked with two beautiful, naked girls calmly talking about sex. “I've known I was bisexual for years,” Jill said, “I liked guys and I liked girls, but this is the first time I've been with both at once.” “James and I only got together this past week,” said Jennifer, “We're both learning as we go along.” “Well, he's a natural,” said Jill, “as good or better than any I've had, he's a keeper, hang on to him.” “He was doing you so hard,” Jennifer observed, “doesn't that hurt?” “Oh hell no.” replied Jill, “That's the best way.” “I wouldn't know, I'm still a little sore from the first time,” said Jennifer, “ and he was so gentle with me.” “He got your cherry?” Jill asked, then to me, “Way to go, stud!” I had the good grace to blush. We talked for another half hour or so, then Jennifer led Jill upstairs to the bidet so they could clean up, while I made do with a few wet wipes. I was working on Jill's file when they came back down. For all her surliness toward the world at large, Jill was an intelligent friendly girl when she let down her barriers. She asked insightful questions, grasping many of the implication of what we doing almost instantly. We soon settled into seats and continued talking. “Jill why do you do the goth/emo thing?” I asked, “this part of your personality is so much nicer.” “Camouflage and armor,” she replied, “I used to get hit on so often, I never had time to think. I noticed that the goth and emo girls weren't pestered so much. They still had friends and relationships, but not the pack of wolves I had to deal with.” “I'm leaving for university in a couple of weeks.” said Jennifer, biting her lip, “ will I need to . . .” “I don't know,” said Jill, “my problem was that I was wallowing in the attention at first and didn't know how to deal with it when it got to be too much. 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I rose off Mrs. North, my softening cock sliding out of her pussy. “It’s just like… it’s hard for me to want to be friends, just in principle.” Nothing, no physical experience, no bodily torture, could rival the enslavement of her soul. I nodded my head, my heart pumping such hot blood through my body. I wasn't used to take orders, but it felt natural to follow his. “Guess your wife was wrong. Erin looked into Melissa's eyes and smiled. “What is it you want to talk about?” There were only a few students left, just standing in pools talking amongst themselves about classes or whatever.