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When I was a bit younger, I thought it would be easy to have both men and women in my life. You can get what you want, but sometimes you end up with more than you bargained for.
And, the final lesson...everything comes with a price tag.
We had our apartment and were crazy in love—at least it felt that way. We each had roommates who were screwing their way through most of the men on campus.
Johnny was gone a lot; I was young and horny, got lonely and figured that picking up with Jane would not really be cheating since Jane was not a man. Therefore, on any given Saturday night we would likely be together in one of our rooms while one roommate screwed her latest in the other room and the other roommate stayed over at her boyfriend's. So different from a man, yet intensely erotic and satisfying.
Neither of us had boyfriends, and, cliché that it is, one thing led to another and we were soon helping each other to reach orgasm nirvana. Even when we more or less found boyfriends, we kept up our lovemaking.
I imagine Susie comforts her lover's sore pussy every night. On a couple drunken occasions, late at night in our apartment, we made out and played with each other's tits. The big change came when we finally crossed the imaginary line we had been skirting.Made me wonder why someone so uptight would want to hang around the back alley.