Dear readers,
I'm sad to tell you this is an UNEDITED chapter. I'm afraid I lost my editor tangentjoker for unknown reasons. I believe I have enhanced my writing in English during the 29 chapters I submitted so far, but I know I still make mistakes an editor has to correct. Please be merciful for those faults in this unedited chapter. I decided to submit it to bridge the time gap until I can find a new editor which will be no easy task I can assure you. Maybe you want to tell me what you think about this chapter without help from an editor. To submit chapters without an editor would clearly reduce the time gap between the chapters. However, don't hesitate to tell me to find a new editor. In this case, please be patient for the next chapters.
In this chapter a sex game is mentioned which is free of copyright. I invented it 46 years ago when I was a member of a crazy clique of sex maniacs. This was in 1968, when free love and promiscuity were ubiquitous. You know the Flower Power era and Woodstock. Weed was easily obtainable for Germans in the Netherlands, where marijuana is still legal. As I'm now in my old days, an opponent to drugs, I couldn't add it to my writing. Fortunately, we didn't have to worry about AIDS and the pill was already on the market. An interesting aspect is that Flower Power originated in Berkeley, California where Todd studies.
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The week between Todd's foursome sex fest with his three girlfriends and the weekend of the sex party contained three events which had to be mentioned.
It was Tuesday at lunchtime at Crossroads. He had just finished his large plate of mixed salad he had collected from their famous salad bar when Megan approached him. He was not alone at the table. Female and male fellow students had joined him at the ratio of five to two, which was no surprise for Todd. They were also his classmates. He already knew he had only to snap with his fingers to get the girls, but for the time being he had decided to keep them at a polite distance. Three of them also had boyfriends.
When Todd saw the worried look in Megan's face he felt a rush of adrenalin churning his body, and he immediately went into his well-known protection mode. He knew he had feelings for her. He stood up and didn't hesitate to open his arms for her, and she rushed into them with teary eyes. Todd whispered in her ear, "Honey, everything will be good. Just tell me." He pecked her lips with just the right pressure that she knew what it was meant to be.
Todd quickly introduced Megan to his classmates as a very good friend, and he could see the two guys' eyes almost popping out of their sockets. Megan was not overly sexy dressed in a purple blouse and a black skirt with a modest length just one or two inches above her knees, but her whole package was simply enticing. Todd thought she obviously made it a habit to omit bras. Of course, she didn't need one. He felt it as they hugged, and he believed his male fellow students detected that as well. Her beautiful face and her long, shapely legs surely got their attention. The women at his table had an expression on their faces that was a mixture of anger and envy. They clearly didn't like Todd's intimacy with Megan.
He excused himself and Megan to his fellow students, and they went to a corner of the restaurant where they could talk privately. With a look to his table, he saw his classmates talking a mile a minute. He smiled at Megan and assured her again she could spill the beans without having to worry about it.
Megan started, "My love, I'm sorry I've chased you. I checked on your last class and followed you to Crossroads, but I waited until you'd finished your meal. We've agreed we would be truthful with each other, so I am deeply inclined to tell you I was a bad girl yesterday. I had sex with one of my classmates. I've been horny like hell every day since Wednesday, just thinking about you. One of my male classmates sensed my vulnerability, took me in his arms and kissed me against my will but it was enough to dash all my resistance. I kissed him back, and half an hour later we fucked.
Todd, my love, believe me it was not planned, but truth be told, I needed it. Compared to you, he was just a distraction. A week ago, before we met, I would've said he was a good lover, but that's not true any longer. Todd, we have to face the truth, you spoiled me good for any other man. My love, I had to tell you this, despite I fear you may be angry with me. I just couldn't make love to you tomorrow without revealing I fucked another guy."
Todd took her even tighter in his arms, relishing her fabulous body to the utmost, and whispered in her ears, "Honey, what's good for the gender is good for the goose. Fuck as many guys as you like. We've agreed we're not exclusive with each other, however, this doesn't mean we can't have feelings for each other. I'm very fond of you. I told you so.
"And finally, I am not the man who considers women as spoiled goods for having sex with other men. I don't apply double standards. I am the same spoiled goods fucking other women. In reality I've no problem to consider myself as a male slut. Period! Don't worry. I want to make long and passionate love with you tomorrow. Thinking about tapping your tremendous butt again makes me rock-hard. You surely can feel it."
Megan profusely thanked Todd for his understanding with a megawatt smile. With another peck on their lips they parted, and as Megan passed Todd's table she had a lascivious grin on her face. 'What a sexpot', a lot of other male students thought.
Todd sat back in his chair and was confronted with the interrogative glances of his fellow students. He decided to give them some food for thought.
"Megan Choy is a coed at Berkeley majoring in architecture. She wants to be a major part in an architecture firm. She is an intelligent lady and a bombshell as you registered it. And...she is one of my lovers. Don't be surprised if you see her with other guys. We're not exclusive with each other. Dave and Clyde, you sure can try to get her attention, but I've to warn you; she is a tiger in bed. Insufficient lovers she eats for breakfast."
Hannah, one of his coeds, asked, "If I'm right, she didn't eat you for breakfast? Otherwise you wouldn't be here."
Todd nonchalantly answered without bragging, "She had no reason to do so."
"Wow, Todd, the mystery stud lover. Are you that good?" asked Mary, one of the other five girls at the table.
"I really don't know, Mary. The woman I make love to has to decide that. Todd chuckled inwardly about this understatement. There was no way he would brag about his sexual prowess.
The five girls and even the two guys tried to imagine what Todd could do in the sack. Esther added another question.
"Todd, you said 'one of your lovers'. How many are there?"
To confuse them completely he said fifteen. He counted his seven girlfriends added Megan to them, then his four female housemates he would be connected to at the sex party, followed by his mysterious soul mate at Berkeley and probably two other women.
Now, you could have knocked his classmates down with a feather. They sat there with slack-jawed faces and couldn't comprehend any other question to ask him.
This afternoon they had one more class together, and he detected as expected, he was the talk of the class, despite he really hadn't revealed anything. It was the imagination in the minds of his classmates that caused the commotion.