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If you think that I'm going to tell you that Junior was like his father, I'm not.

Doctor Joe Jr. and I did have dinner. He was the nicest guy. His father put him through college and med school. Together, they were paying off his staggering med school bills. "That's why dad's still trucking."

"He seems to like it," I offered.

"He does. I've warned him time and time again about picking up hitch-hikers, strangers, but I guess he just couldn't resist someone as pretty as you."

"Thank you." I blushed. "I guess I was lucky he didn't listen to you. If he did, I wouldn't have met you."

"Unless you have a baby who needed surgery," Junior laughed.

Junior and I started seeing each other. I'd take the train to a stop near the hospital on a Friday or Saturday night, sometimes both, and then late at night take a cab home. I never spent the night with him.

He got a goodnight kiss on the cheek. That's all. I didn't want him to think I was some cheap, floozy falling all over herself to fuck him. It killed me to keep my panties on. It killed me not to get on my knees. I wanted it so bad.

And by "it" I mean I wanted to fuck and suck. I wanted my pussy eaten. After a summer of getting it all the time, to go without made me ache.

My sorority sisters wondered why I wasn't dating.

Since Doc, which is what I called him, wasn't seen around campus, guys asked me out. Guys, who, according to some of my sisters, had a big cock or were a good fuck. I turned them all down.

Some of my Lesbian sorority sisters wondered if perhaps . . .

No, I wasn't interested.

If you recall there was an older sister, perhaps in her thirties, Shannon, a redhead. She often showed up at our parties. "Hannah," she whispered one evening, "I can take you places no man's tongue can possibly take you. And lots of women have found my pussy a delight."

No, I wasn't interested.

The entire school year, I got no loving. Doc and I dated, but I wasn't going there. I mean who fucks, sucks and gets eaten by an old man, then starts doing the same to his son? It even sounds creepy.

Besides, I liked Doc, and if something serious should develop. I didn't want him to think I was some kind of tramp.

As far as I knew, he wasn't getting any sex either.

As the end of my sophomore year, "Hannah, don't you think it's time we got to know each other better?"

"Doc, do you mean sex?"

"Well . . .?"

"Doc, I'd love to, but I want you to know, that I'm a one guy girl, and I'd expect any guy I'm with to be the same. I don't just jump into bed with just anyone."

"I've noticed that" he laughed. "The way you're talking, you almost sound like you're a virgin."

"Oh, no, Doc, it's not that. I just don't want to get a reputation that I sleep around."

"I doubt that will happen. Hannah, what I was thinking was that I'd rent a cottage on the Cape the week after finals ended and we could get to

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