When two kittenish roommates go dateless, they end up learning how to please each other in an erotic explosion of bisexual lovemaking.

Theresa and I were roommates during my junior year in college. We lived in an apartment building near campus that rented inexpensive rooms to students. The setup offered us more freedom and privacy than the dorms. We each had our own bedroom, which was perfect if either of us wanted some alone time with a guy. That wasn’t a common occurrence, though, and we spent most of our time studying. But if neither of us had dates on Friday nights, we’d curl up in one of our beds, watching movies together until we fell asleep in each other’s arms. For a long while, our relationship remained chaste but affectionate. However, I’ll admit I secretly longed for something more.