Trinions, taking our inspirations from these movies, saving our ill gotten gains to pay for the lingerie, which effectively turned us on, more than it... did for the men who saw us in it.In our dorms with thirty beds, it was not unusual to see some beds with two girls going at it, humping and moaning, while others were passing around primitive vibrators, getting a quickie before sleep, a quick wipe and pass it on to the next girl.Of course the true lesbians were in heaven, as most of us were. I felt her boobs touching my chest, I slowly hugged her. I was rock hard. I didn't expect that to happen. After a few minutes, she broke the hug. I wiped her tears. She was looking at my face without saying anything. Then I asked why but she didn't say anything. I didn't know what came over me. Suddenly I kissed her in the lips. She grabbed my hand so tightly. Soon after the kiss, I looked at her face. Her eyes were closed. From her the look on her face I could tell she enjoyed it a lot. But. Three weeks later saw us winging our way to JFK, I had been forced to limit Andrews visits to my room to once a week, he was wearing me out once he had mastered the art of holding off till I came, he had even taken me in the shower one day holding my leg and shafting me and of course the freedom also meant that I was seeing much more of Gerald, he came round to my house one evening for a meal and I introduced him to Andrew, I managed to get him into my bed and almost but not quite fucked his. She was getting horny. I took these signs as a green light and took the initiative."So did Jim tell you about me?" "Yes," she replied. "Really, he told you what I like and don't like sexually?" "Well, I mean..." "Its OK I know he didn't tell you. Its not like I fucked him. He doesn't know." These words made her smile as if a very dirty idea was put into her head. "I basically like to have my way." "What do you mean?" She asked. Jim sat quietly through all of this. "I like a woman who is smart.