.. I am." I couldn't sleep either." Oh, god, Allison'd been awake the whole time. "Will you roll over and hold me? I'm still scared."Abigail hesitated.... She was in her own state of fear. Fear of the thoughts she'd had, fear that Allison might sense them, fear that touching the young thing next to her might be too much at that moment. Abigail had been with women before, once in high school, and once in college, but it was nothing like this. She had chalked it up to experimentation. However, the. However, I met an old friend (Srikanth) from my neighborhood; he was a 6 feet handsome guy with a decently built body very fair and with all the features that a girl will die for.I’m being a gay bottom wanted him badly. We both met along with a bunch of other friends and our chatting was quiet interesting and also our meetings became more and more regular. I started to like him as a person and was also trying to get my hands on him. Once, I had called him on a Sunday evening just to check on. My summer of basic training at Fort Dix over the George Washington Bridge in New Jersey was easy for me because I already had like seven years in the boy scouts and had learned how to shoot and use a knife and an entrenching tool and pitch a tent so it was all second nature to me just switching the color of my uniform. Almost everything I got issued that first week was World War Two surplus and I think the Army even went out to raid the Army Navy stores to stock up the stuff they had given away. Tycho needed hugs and empathy, not a brain-whammy.And so ... gently ... I began to focus on the simple feeling of comfort. I didn’t put it into her brain. I let it radiate from mine. It was like being a torch rather than a surgeon. Tycho sighed, relaxing into my hug. Then she drew back, her palms on my chest.“Thanks, Pirate,” she said. “It’s just ... Fang and I, we knew each other from the early days, before Opal and Ebony joined up. And that whole time, I never had the courage to, just ... you.