Martin's mind was a whirl of emotions.
He was both excited and nervous...
Sharing a bed with the campus belles, and not just one but two, one on each side, was something that could only happen in one's imagination.
Yet now it was happening to Martin in reality.
If word got out, who knows how many people would be green with envy.
"It takes ten years to share a boat, and a hundred to share a bed. I must have been a great philanthropist in my past life, I must have been!" Martin thought to himself with a smug sense of satisfaction.
After calming his complex feelings a bit, Martin nervously tiptoed to the spot between Aimee and Cathy.
He lay down carefully.
A delicate feminine scent wafted into Martin's nose, and faintly, Martin could even feel the soft, floral breaths of Aimee and Cat
