By this point, nearly two months after Vivian had left, Cathy would have dated anybody, male or female. However, that wasn’t so easy to arrange. For... one thing, she disliked going to bars and clubs to pick up people, and she had no connections at that time to any school or job. In a few weeks, she’d be at Lehman College, but she felt too restless to wait that long.She still missed Vivian’s lithe body and light blonde hair. I guess you could say, in terms of lesbian sex, that I broke that girl’s. Others followed suit, and I watched in silent amazement as sometimes two and three guys at practically the same time began ejaculating their load of cum into the brandy snifter! The scene had a slightly surreal aura about it at first, but after watching it for a moment or so, there was no doubt that it was real, indeed!"Hurry up, guys!" My friend Jackson urged the others. "We don't want it to cool off, you know!"Though there had been 11 different contributors (or 'donors', as Jackson called. "That's an excellent vintage." She gasped and covered my hand with hers. She put her glass down and scrambled into my lap. "I'm a pretty good vintage too!" She kissed me and said, "What's happening here? I'm not usually this forward!" "Do you like me?" I asked. "Yes" in a whisper. "Then what's the problem? I'm not going to do anything that you don't want me to."I cupped her neck in my hand and bent down to kiss her. She moaned into my mouth and thrust her tongue at me, searching and probing. I. Molly opened it, and there was Peter. He came in and immediately saw me."Oh. It's you." He said, obviously disappointed.There was an instant bad atmosphere, and Molly spoke first, "What do you want, Peter?"He looked at her, "I was hoping that we could have that talk this evening." He glanced at me, "Before it's too late." There's no point." What's he doing here anyway? This is still my house and I don't want him here."I thought it was time for me to at least say something. "We've just come back.