I’ve had my eye on Tom and Cole for some time now. They seem pretty inseparable; almost as thick as thieves. Tom’s a little pocket rocket; blond, innocent-looking, but with that glint in his eye which suggests he’s a total fire-cracker in bed! Cole’s a lot taller; a big strapping jock of a boy with a huge packet in his pants. Cole and I have been fooling about for some time now, and we’re both pretty sure that Tom’s no virgin. Cole confessed the other day that he’s had some pretty racy dreams about the three of us hooking up, and, because I like a challenge, I told him I’d find an appropriate moment to make his dreams come true! I caught them on their own one afternoon. It was a beautiful, sunny, spring day. A gentle wind was rustling the trees and the sap was definitely rising. No one else was around and they were chatting freely in a tent. I seized the moment and plonked myself down between them.