The next day, Melissa took Amanda shopping and they replaced her shapeless, baggy clothes with more fashionable ones that showed off her very attractive body. She helped her pick out the best shades of makeup and showed her how to properly apply it. They even went to an optometrist and ordered her some contact lenses to replace her thick, out of style glasses.

True to his word, Mark showed up at her room one day after class and they went out to dinner the next night. They walked hand in hand back to her dorm afterward, chatting like old friends. Amanda couldn’t believe that she was talking so casually to such a handsome guy. If only the kids from high school could see the ugly nerd now! When they reached the steps, Mark took both her hands in his and looked into her beautiful green eyes.

“I had a wonderful time, Mandy. I hope we can do it again . . . soon,” he said. She looked back into his eyes and smiled. “I’d love to!,” she said, squeezing his hands. His expression became more serious and he leaned down to kiss her. Amanda had been waiting for this moment since their last kiss, and eagerly moved in until his lips touched hers. He put his arms around her back and pulled her body tight to his, their lips still pressed together. She felt his tongue on her lips and, following Melissa’s instructions, parted her lips, and let him push his tongue into her mouth. The sensation as his tongue touched hers was like an electric current going through her body. She put her arms around his neck and pulled herself even closer, her soft breasts crushed against his hard chest. They stayed like that for a long time, lost in the kiss, time meaningless. When they finally separated, Mark smiled down at her, his eyes locked on hers.

“Wow, Mandy, you are one great kisser!,” he exclaimed. Amanda felt her face getting hot. “Y . . . you, too!” She wasn’t about to tell him that was her first real kiss. After a few more kisses, they parted reluctantly and Amanda went up to her room.

She unlocked the door and opened it to a scurrying of limbs and naked flesh. “Oops! Sorry! I’m leaving!,” she said, and pulled the door closed. Before she closed it, she was sure she had seen two bras among the many articles of clothing strewn about on the floor. She went down to the common room on the first floor to wait until Melissa’s ‘guest’ left. About ten minutes later she heard someone coming down the stairs. She held the magazine she was reading up so she could see who it was without openly staring at him. But it was a girl, a pretty brunette with long hair.

She sighed and lowered the magazine, preparing to start reading it again, when Melissa came downstairs, glanced toward the door, then came over to her. “Sorry about that, Melissa,” Amanda said. “Maybe we should set up some kind of a signal.” Melissa nodded. She seemed distracted and maybe even a little nervous. “Where is he?,” Amanda asked, looking past her to the stairs. Melissa sighed. “Gone.” Amanda gave her a puzzled look. “But how? The only person who came downstairs was a girl and . . .” Suddenly, the image of the two bras on the floor came back to her. She looked up at Melissa, who was looking more than a little guilty.

“Melissa?,” she said expectantly, her eyes searching her friend’s. Melissa let out a long sigh. “I guess I haven’t been completely honest with you, Mandy. I’m sorry. I just didn’t know how to tell you.” Amanda stared at her in disbelief. “You’re gay? But what about Tim…?” Melissa shook her head and gave her a weak smile. “No, not gay. I’m bisexual – I like men and women.”

Amanda kept staring at her, unable to process what she was hearing. “Mandy? Are you ok?” Amanda shook her head, as if trying to clear out the clutter so she could think. “Wait a minute, you’re telling me that you have sex with boys and girls?!” Melissa hung her head, nodding. She looked back up into Amanda’s eyes. “Please don’t hate me,” she pleaded, her eyes welling up with tears. “You’re my best friend! I couldn’t stand it if I lost you!” Amanda stared at her for a long moment, then reached out and embraced her. “Melissa! I could never hate you! You’re my best friend, too!”

They separated and Melissa sniffed back tears, wiping her eyes. “But,” Amanda said, raising one eyebrow and smirking, “I think we need to talk!” She reached out for Melissa’s hand, and they walked back upstairs arm in arm, Melissa’s head resting on Amanda’s shoulder. Amanda closed the door to their room while Melissa went over to her bed and sat down on the rumpled sheets. She walked over and sat down on her own bed, facing Melissa, who was sitting there quietly, hugging her pillow. Neither spoke for a long moment. Finally, Amanda broke the heavy silence.

“So . . . how long have you . . . dated girls?,” she asked.

Amanda took a deep breath and looked over at her. “Since my sophomore year of high school,” she replied. “I sort of had a girlfriend, but dated lots of guys, too. Nobody knew.” Amanda went over and sat next to her. Melissa looked at her, her eyes welling up again. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but you’re so . . . sexually naive – please don’t take that the wrong way!” She managed a weak smile and Amanda shook her head and waved it off. “It’s ok. You’re right . . . I am!” Melissa sighed and continued. “Well, I didn’t know how you’d take it.” She looked into Amanda’s eyes. “I was going to tell you, when the time was right.” Amanda smiled and nodded. “I know. And I understand why you kept it from me. I’m not mad, just a little . . . shocked, I guess!” Melissa wiped her eyes and laughed a little. Amanda grinned and they hugged, clinging to each other for a long time. “You’re a good friend, Amanda!,” Melissa whispered. Amanda let go of her and sat back. “You, too,” she replied with a smile. Then she said, “What is it you find attractive about girls, anyway? I’m just curious.” She flashed back to their first trip to the shower and Melissa’s lingering looks at the other girls. She must have been watching her the same way, but for some reason it didn’t upset her to think her pretty blonde roommate was having carnal thoughts about her.

Melissa shrugged. “I dunno . . . pretty face, nice body, personality, the usual stuff.” Amanda looked down and asked quietly, “Do you find me attractive?” There was a pause, then Melissa said, almost in a whisper, “Yes, . . . I do.” Amanda took a deep breath. The answer didn’t really surprise her. Melissa had said many times how pretty she was. At the time, she thought she was just trying to boost her self-esteem, but now it all made sense.

“So, our friendship . . . is that based on you trying to seduce me?” Amanda immediately wished she hadn’t said it, but it was too late. Melissa looked hurt. “Of course not! Mandy, you’re my best friend!,” she responded, looking over at her. Amanda smiled and put an arm around her shoulder. “I know. I’m sorry. I just needed to hear you say it.” Relief flooded Melissa’s face. “I’m really sorry I didn’t tell you, I . . .” Amanda cut her off with a wave of her hand. “Stop apologizing! You were right not to tell me right away!” She grinned and bit her lower lip. “Now, give me some details! What do you do with another girl?” While she didn’t know a lot about sex, she at least understood the basic mechanics. Melissa explained to her about cunnilingus, dildos, and vibrators. Amanda listened intently, fascinated by Melissa’s secret sex life. While many people in her situation would have shunned Melissa because of her odd sexual practices, Amanda was genuinely curious. She asked a few questions now and then, which Melissa did her best to answer. “What’s it like to kiss another girl?,” Amanda asked. Having just been introduced to passionate french-kissing by Mark, it was one point she had at least something to compare it with. Melissa thought a second, then said, “It’s like kissing a guy, only . . . oops, I forgot – you haven’t done that.” Then she remembered Amanda’s date with Mark earlier. “Or have you?!” She grinned at her and Amanda felt her face get hot. “You did! You little tramp!,” she cried, laughing. “So how was it?” Amanda looked straight ahead, remembering the long, wet, passionate kiss they’d shared. “Heavenly,” she sighed. “Careful!,” Melissa warned. “You look like you could really fall for him if just a kiss makes you all weak-kneed!” She hugged her, smiling. “And I couldn’t be happier for you!”

Amanda hugged her back and said, “So now that I have a point of reference, answer the question!” Melissa sat back, chuckling. “Well, it’s a lot like kissing a guy, only softer; more tender.” Amanda raised her eyebrows. She couldn’t imagine a more tender kiss than the one she and Mark had shared. “Really?” Melissa nodded. “Uh-huh.” After a short pause, she added, “Do you wanna try it?” Amanda looked over at the attractive blonde and thought for a few seconds, then shrugged. “Ok, sure.” Melissa seemed surprised by her calm approval, but quickly recovered. She moved closer and took Amanda in her arms, their faces only inches apart. “You’re sure?” Amanda nodded, her eyes never leaving Melissa’s. She smiled and stroked Amanda’s cheek. “Ok. Close your eyes if you want and pretend I’m a guy if it makes it easier.” Amanda shook her head. “Uh-uh,” she whispered.

Melissa moved closer and pressed her soft warm lips to hers. At first Amanda reacted woodenly, but soon relaxed and gave in to the kiss. She parted her lips and opened her mouth, inviting Melissa’s tongue inside. Melissa immediately answered the invitation and they were soon locked in a passionate and hungry french kiss. After several minutes, they separated and sat staring at each other for a long moment. Both seemed to realize that the kiss had gone past the experimental stage. Amanda reached over and stroked Melissa’s soft, wavy hair, their eyes still locked. Finally, it was Melissa who broke the silence. “Th . . . that was . . . unbelievable! You’re a great kisser!” Amanda smiled and nodded, still caressing her hair. Suddenly, she pulled Melissa’s lips back to hers and kissed her again, this time with even more passion, her hands roaming across her back. Melissa was pleasantly surprised by Amanda’s move, but returned the kiss with the same passion and hunger. She hadn’t admitted it to Amanda, but she had been wanting to do this almost since the moment they’d met!

After a few minutes, Amanda pulled away, panting heavily for breath. Her eyes met Melissa’s again. “W . . . wow!,” Melissa stammered, grinning from ear to ear. “Where did that come from!” Amanda grinned sheepishly and shrugged. “I dunno . . . I guess I just . . . wanted to do it!” Her expression became serious and she took Melissa’s hand in hers, staring into her deep blue eyes. “Make love to me . . . right now,” she whispered. “Teach me how.” Melissa squeezed her soft hands and smiled softly, licking her lips. “All right.”

Melissa stood up, still gripping Amanda’s hands, and pulled her up with her. Cupping her face in her hands, she kissed Amanda again. Her hands slid from her face, ran across her shoulders, and down her arms to her narrow waist. She tugged the blouse from her skirt and started to unbutton it slowly, watching Amanda’s eyes as she moved up to her heaving breasts. She gave her a quick smile when the last button came undone, then slid the blouse from Amanda’s shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

Melissa let her eyes move from Amanda’s sparkling green eyes, down over her bra-clad tits, across her slim torso, to the treasure hidden under her knee-length skirt. Trying to copy Melissa’s actions, Amanda reached out and lifted the t-shirt over her head. She hadn’t put her bra back on after Amanda had burst in on her and the other girl, and her tits bounced free, the nipples stiff in the centers of her dark areolas. She gazed at Melissa’s beautiful tits, unsure what to do next. Melissa picked up her hand and placed it in her firm breast, pressing it into the soft flesh. “Just caress it, tease my nipples,” she said. Amanda ran her finger lightly over the hard little nub, bringing sighs from Melissa. “Mmm, Mandy! Yes! Just like that!” She let her play with her tits for a few minute, then spun her around and released the clasp of her bra, letting it fall to the floor.

She reached around from behind Amanda, pressing her tits into the warm flesh of her bare back. Her hands sought out Amanda’s large tits and began caressing them both at once, gently pinching her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. Amanda sighed and closed her eyes as Melissa’s hands worked on her now sensitive tits. “How does that feel, baby?,” she whispered softly as she planted soft kisses on Amanda’s neck and shoulders. “Mmm . . . feels good!,” Amanda murmured, her hands rubbing along Melissa’s arms.

Melissa slid her hands down over Amanda’s stomach to the waistband of her skirt and felt around until she located the button. She released it deftly and the skirt dropped to the floor at her feet, revealing a very sexy black thong under it. Melissa stoked her hands over Amanda’s curves and around to the little triangle of silky material at the front of her thong. “Hmm . . . what have we here? Expecting some action tonight?” Amanda giggled and turned to face her new lover. “Well, it was technically our second date. I just thought I should be ready!” Melissa laughed, then turned her around to face her and put Amanda’s hands on the button of her jeans. “Wanna see my undies?” With a grin, Amanda started unfastening her jeans. Melissa watched her large tits jiggle as she struggled with the button, then wriggled the tight jeans down over her hips. Amanda grinned as she worked them down lower.

It soon became apparent that Melissa was wearing nothing under them! As she bent down in front of her to pull them off, the musky, intoxicating aroma of her damp pussy reached her nose and she noticed tiny drops forming on her swollen lips. She finished removing the jeans and stood up, her eyes taking in every inch of Melissa’s compact little body. She stood up and looked Melissa in the eye, a wry smile on her lips. “Sexy underwear!,” she said. Melissa giggled. “I didn’t bother to look for them when you surprised me and Cheryl!” She gazed down at Amanda’s lean body and large, firm tits. She bent over and took one into her mouth, sucking on the nipple while flicking the tip of her tongue across it. Amanda sighed and a small moan escaped her lips as Melissa’s tongue and mouth on her nipples started a warm tingly feeling deep inside her young virgin pussy.

Melissa sucked on each nipple for several minutes, the feeling growing stronger and her pussy getting wetter. She raised her head from Amanda’s gorgeous tits and kissed her hard, her tongue pushing deep into Amanda’s throat. As they kissed, Melissa slipped her hands under the strap of Amanda’s thong and whispered into her ear. “I want a taste of that sweet virgin pussy!,” she hissed, and tore the thong laterally, ripping it to shreds. Amanda jumped, then looked at the remains of her thong on the floor. “Hey! Those were new!,” she exclaimed.

Melissa pushed her backward until she fell onto the bed on her back, her feet still planted on the floor. “I’ll make you forget all about them!,” Melissa said, her eyes wild. She dropped to her knees at Amanda’s feet and pushed her knees apart, exposing her bare pussy. The lips were swollen and wet, the scent intoxicating. She licked her lips and grinned mischievously, then lowered her head between Amanda’s milky thighs. Amanda watched her kiss all along the inside of her upper thighs, moving closer and closer to her excited pussy. She pulled and twisted her nipples, trying to maintain the same feeling that Melissa caused from sucking on them. Melissa finally reached her engorged, drooling pussy and blew gently across the wet lips, causing Amanda to shiver and moan. Finally, she couldn’t wait any longer. She stuck out her tongue and slowly licked the entire length of her slit, savoring her sweet virgin juices. Amanda gasped and gripped the sheets tightly.

“Oh, Melissa! That feels so . . .oh! Uhn, ohhhh!!” She couldn’t find the words to express how good it felt! Melissa raised her head and licked her lips. “Baby, I’m just getting started!” She dove back down and continued licking Amanda’s tight, wet slit, pushing her tongue in a little deeper each time. Amanda groaned loudly, her body tensing at the unfamiliar sensations. Melissa kept it up for several minutes, until Amanda cried out, “Melissa! You’re . . . driving . . . me . . . crazy!!” Melissa slid up along her stomach, pausing to suck on her nipples, then moved up and kissed her. Amanda licked her lips, the taste of her own juices fresh from Melissa’s kiss. “How does it taste?,” she asked her. “Not bad,” Amanda replied. “I could get used to it!” Melissa laughed and said, “Ok, foreplay’s over! Time for the big ‘O'” she slipped back down and continued her tongue action on Amanda’s tight cunt. She slipped a finger inside her lips, being careful not to go too deep, then licked and sucked on her clit. Amanda cried out as her tongue teased the sensitive little sex organ. “Oh, yes!! Right . . . there!! Oh, god, Melissa!! Don’t stop!!,” she gasped. Melissa redoubled her efforts, nibbling softly on her clit as she tongued it and sucked it between her teeth. She felt Amanda’s body stiffen and her hips thrust upward, her muscles straining against the unknown feelings Melissa’s tongue was creating.

Suddenly, Amanda felt an incredible rush of pleasure as the orgasm overtook her. She wasn’t prepared for the intensity of it and she cried out, her scream fading to a gurgle as wave after wave of her first orgasm washed through her body. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut and saw fireworks exploding behind her closed lids. She lost all control of her body and squeezed Melissa’s head between her thighs as she came over and over.

Finally, nearing exhaustion after countless orgasms, she released Melissa’s head from her leg-lock, and dropped her legs limply over the edge of the bed. Her entire body was tingling like one big nerve ending and she was panting hard for breath, her chest heaving. Melissa crawled up next to her on the bed. She rested her head on her shoulder and watched as her perky breasts rose and fell to her breathing. Amanda finally caught her breath and smiled vacantly at Melissa. “Hey, you,” she panted. “Hey, yourself,” Melissa replied with a smile. “Are you ok?” Amanda nodded and Melissa slid up and kissed her again, once more depositing her juices on Amanda’s tongue. “I’ve never felt like that before!,” Amanda said. “Is it always like that?”

Melissa stroked her hair, brushing some loose strands from her sweat covered face. “Usually it’s better if you have feelings for your partner. The stronger the feelings, the better it is!” Amanda smiled. “Then I must have some damn strong feelings for you! That was . . .” She searched for the right words. “. . .incredible!” Melissa smiled back and kissed her. “I enjoyed it, too. You taste so sweet and I loved watching you cum!” Amanda lay still for another minute or two, then sat up. “Ok, your turn now. Let me see if I can do that to you!” Melissa chewed sexily on her lower lip. “Are you sure? Because you don’t . . .” Amanda cut her off. “Oh, no! I need to learn how! No, I want to learn how!” She pushed Melissa over onto her back and began kissing and sucking on her tits, imitating the way she did it to her earlier. Melissa sighed as Amanda’s tongue and mouth worked. She was a little awkward at first, but soon got the hang of it and Melissa could feel the stirrings of an orgasm beginning. “Mmm . . . yes! Oh, Mandy, yes! Suck my tits!,” she sighed.

Amanda moved down, kissing across her flat stomach until she was face to face with the pink folds of her swollen pussy. Melissa shivered as Amanda’s tongue found her slit and she began to lap the juices from it. “Yes, baby! Go deeper! That’s it! As far as you can get it!! Oh, yes!!” Amanda pushed her tongue deep inside Melissa’s hot, wet twat until her lips were buried inside the folds of her labia. She lapped and swirled her tongue all over her warm tunnel, and Melissa’s moans increased in response. “Oh, yeah, Mandy! That’s real good! Use your finger!” Amanda started rubbing her finger along the opening of her slit as Melissa had done to her. “Push it in! Fuck me with your finger, baby!” Amanda pushed her finger slowly into Melissa’s hot pussy and she moaned louder. “Oh, yeah! Deeper! That’s it! Now fuck me! Push it in and out! Faster!!”

Amanda followed her instructions until her finger was pounding in and out of Melissa’s cunt as fast as she could move it. Melissa’s head rolled from side to side as she moaned at the combined pleasure of Amanda’s tongue and finger in her pussy. “Oh, yes!! Don’t stop!! I’m . . . gonna . . . cummm!!!” The last word was drawn out into a long groan. Melissa’s body stiffened and Amanda felt her pussy clamp down on her finger. She thrust her hips upward, trying to push Amanda’s finger deeper into her spasming pussy. She felt the orgasm explode, her body jerking wildly as she experienced multiple orgasms. Amanda’s face and mouth were suddenly flooded with a warm, bitter-sweet fluid that sprayed from Melissa’s clenched pussy. She lapped up as much as she could, prolonging Melissa’s orgasm with her tonguing. She finally lifted her head from Melissa’s sopping pussy, her face soaked with her cum. She crawled up next to her on the bed. “I think you sprung a leak!,” she said, grinning as the cum ran down her chin.

Melissa lay panting, an arm across her eyes. She moved the arm and saw Amanda’s wet face and started to laugh. “Oh, Mandy! I’m sorry! I should have warned you that happens sometimes!” Amanda kissed her, smearing the sticky cum on her face. “It’s ok, I didn’t mind!” She licked her lips and grinned at Melissa, who smiled back and reached her arms out to hug her. They held each other for a long time, and Melissa eventually pulled the covers over them. They fell asleep almost instantly, felling safe and loved in each others’ arms.

A few days after Melissa and Amanda’s romantic rendezvous, Amanda went out on a third date with Mark. They went out to dinner again, then to a late movie. Afterward, they took a walk around the campus, neither wanting the evening to end. “Do you want to go to The Cave for a nightcap?,” Mark asked. The Cave was a nearby pub popular with the college crowd. “I know the bartender, he’ll serve us,” he added. Amanda hugged his arm. “Sure, if you want to, but . . .” She looked up into his eyes and took a deep breath before finishing. “. . . I’d rather go back to your place.”

Mark stopped in his tracks. “Really?” Amanda nodded and moved closer to him so that their bodies were almost touching. “I really like you, Mark.” He smiled and placed his hand on her cheek. “I really like you, too, Mandy. But are you sure you’re, we’re, ready to take that step?” Amanda smiled. “I thought maybe you were the one that first night at the party. I was even more convinced about it on our first real date. But after that kiss! Wow!,” she exclaimed. “Then I knew for sure!” He smiled and held her tight, then held her back at arms length, a puzzled look on his face. “What do you mean, ‘I was the one’?” She sighed and stared out across the moonlit grass for a few seconds, then looked back at him. “I’m a virgin, Mark.” He seemed mildly surprised. “I . . . I didn’t realize . . .” He paused. “We’ve only been on three dates, counting the night we met. How can you be so sure?” She shrugged and pulled him close, kissing him. “I just know. And the fact that you’re trying to talk me out of it instead of dragging me back to your room without a second thought cinches it.”

He smiled warmly and cocked his head in an understanding gesture. “I see you’ve given this some thought.” She pulled him close and kissed him hard. “I want you to make love to me . . . tonight,” she said softly. “Ok,” he said, grinning at her. “You’ve convinced me! Only one problem . . . my roommate’s there and he’s a light sleeper. I mean, he probably wouldn’t mind but I don’t think you want an audience, right?” She slapped him playfully on the arm. “Damn . . . Melissa’s home, too. Of course, she wouldn’t mind if we went there either, but she’d probably want to join in instead of just watch.”

Mark looked at her, eyebrows raised. “Pardon me?” Amanda realized she’d said too much. “Oh, shit! Please don’t say anything to anyone about that! She’d kill me!” “Uh, sure . . . my lips are sealed,” he said, then his eyes narrowed. “Are you saying that she’s into group sex?” Amanda shrugged. “I know she’s into men and women. I’m guessing that both at the same time wouldn’t be out of the question.” She realized she was talking too much again. “Oh, geez! I’ve got to learn to shut up! Please, promise you won’t repeat any of this!” He nodded, looking at her strangely. “I promise,” he said. But he was still giving her an odd look. “What?,” she asked.

He didn’t say anything for a couple of seconds, then said, “I was just wondering how you know about her . . .sexual orientation. Have you two been . . .?” Amanda said nothing, but she could feel her face getting hot. She looked down at her feet. “I see,” he said, folding his arms across his chest. “So you’re not really a virgin, then, are you?” She looked up at him, tears in her eyes. “M . . . Mark, I. . .” He looked back down at her teary face and sighed, his demeanor softening a little. “Was it before we met?” She nodded. “I was . . . curious, that’s all. It only happened once.” It was only a small lie. A little white lie, her mother would say. She hated to lie to hm at all, but she didn’t want to lose him over something that would never happen again. Well, probably never happen again.

He looked away for a long moment, then looked back down into her pleading eyes and sighed. “Ok, Mandy. I forgive you. I can’t very well say you were cheating if we hadn’t even met, can I?” His warm smile and strong arms made her feel safe again as he held her small body tight to his. She breathed a big sigh of relief. “Thank you, Mark! I promise, it will never happen again!” “Let’s not talk about it anymore,” he said. “Water under the bridge, ok?” She nodded, wiping her eyes. “All right. So what’s the plan? Or did you change your mind?”

Amanda shook her head. “We could go to a hotel.” He nodded, appearing to be deep in thought. “We could do that. Or . . ,” he looked down into her pretty face. “. . .we could go back to your place. I’ve always wanted to try a threesome.” Amanda laughed and looked up at him. Melissa had explained the idea of group sex to her and she knew what a threesome was. But he wasn’t smiling. He cocked his head and raised one eyebrow in an expression that told her he was serious and was waiting for her answer. Her smile faded. You. . . you’re serious?!,” she exclaimed. He shrugged. “I’m not trying to pressure you into something you don’t want to do. It’s just a suggestion. We can go to a hotel alone if you want. It’s up to you.”

She looked at him suspiciously, her eyes narrowing. “Mark, are you still mad at me? Because this isn’t something to joke about!” He pulled her tight and kissed her with the same passion that their first kiss had, then released her lips and kissed her on the forehead. “Does that seem like I’m mad at you?” She swallowed hard and shook her head slowly, still reeling from his passionate kiss. “You see, someone once told me that the secret to a healthy sex life is good communication. You have to tell your partner what you like, what your fantasies are. Well, I’ve always wanted to have a threesome with two beautiful women, and when you told me about you and Melissa, I saw a chance to possibly fulfill it. It’s not an ultimatum, I’m just being honest.”

Amanda looked into his eyes and could sense no deception. She thought about it. It had been fun when her and Melissa had fooled around and she wouldn’t mind doing it again. And she did want to make love with Mark. She’d made herself horny as hell thinking about it for the past two days! But would Melissa be up for it? She knew she thought Mark was cute, but cute enough to have sex with? Then she remembered who she was thinking about. She turned to him. He had been standing a few feet away, waiting patiently while she made up her mind. “Ok,” she said and his eyes brightened. “But I’ll have to ask Melissa first. If she says yes, we’ll go from there, ok?” “That’s more than fair,” he said, reaching for her hand. They walked in the direction of her dorm, neither speaking. Amanda was deep in thought. When they reached the steps to her building, he stopped her. “Mandy, if you’re even a little bit unsure about this, we . . .” She cut him off. “No, no, it’s not that. It’s just that in order to ask Melissa, I have to tell her that I let it slip about us being together. I just hope she isn’t too mad at me.”

He smiled. “You really care about her, don’t you?” “She’s my best friend, Mark. I don’t want to hurt her.” She smiled. “Don’t worry, it’ll be fine.” He followed her through the doors and into the main lobby. “Do you want me to come up or wait here?,” he asked. She nodded toward the empty common room. “Wait in there. I won’t be long.” He kissed her quickly. “Good luck, sweetie.” She went up the stairs slowly, putting together in her mind how she was going to do this. He went into the common room and began leafing through a magazine.

Amanda paused before opening their door. She took a deep breath and went in. Melissa was lying on her bed with her headphones on. She saw Amanda come in and sat up, pulling the headphones from her ears. Amanda could hear tinny Pink Floyd coming from the tiny speakers until Melissa switched her iPod off. “What are you doing here? I thought you guys would be at Mark’s testing out his mattress by now!,” Melissa said, grinning. Amanda gave her a forlorn look. “His roommate’s there.” “Ahh,” Melissa said with an understanding smile. “So you need me to split for a few hours.” She started to get up. “No problem, just let me get . . .” Amanda cut her off. “No, no . . . nothing like that.” Melissa looked over at her, confusion in her eyes. “What then?” Then she grinned. “You want me to pretend to be asleep?” Amanda giggled, easing her tension somewhat. “No, actually . . .” Her voice took on a more serious tone. “I . . . I told Mark that I was still a virgin and he asked me if I had any sexual experience at all, like oral sex.” The lying was starting to become a habit. Melissa smiled thinly. “And you told him about us?” Amanda nodded, lowering her eyes from Melissa’s. “I’m sorry. I just couldn’t lie to him and it just . . . slipped out.” Melissa nodded, staring down at the floor. “So now he thinks we’re a couple of dykes and doesn’t want to see you anymore?” ‘Amazing,’

Amanda thought. ‘I betray her confidence and she’s more worried about me!’ Amanda shook her head. “Not exactly.” Melissa looked back up at her, a bewildered look on her face. Amanda figured she might as well just ask her. “Uh, it seems that one of his fantasies is to . . . have a threesome with two women.” The confused look on Melissa’s face at once changed to one of comprehension. “And he wants us to do it with him, since we’re already doing each other.” Amanda nodded, watching her friend. “Please, don’t be mad at me. He said it’s not an ultimatum or anything . . . we don’t have to do it. But I . . . well, I kinda want to.”

Melissa walked over and embraced her. “Mandy, I’m not mad. And I am interested. But are you sure that this is how you want to lose your virginity?” Amanda smiled at her. “With the two people I care most about? Yeah, I think that would be ok!” Melissa chuckled. “I guess I never thought about it that way!” She paused for a second, then said, “Ok, I’m in. When and where?” Amanda grinned. “He’s waiting downstairs.” Melissa pushed her toward the door. “Well, what are you waiting for!? Go get him!”

– To Be Continued… –