A moment later, Denise takes my hand and leads the way back to Edith's bedroom – giving me the chance to enjoy watching her ass, too.

Once we're in the bedroom, I see that Edith has already pulled the bed covers down. All three of us find a spot to sit – me and Edith at the head of the bed, resting against the headboard, and Denise sitting more in the middle of the bed, facing us.

Edith starts things off by telling me "You're probably wondering just what's going on here – why two women would be so willing to not just get naked with you, but take you to bed, too."

"Well, yeah… I mean, it's not like I think I look like Brad Pitt or Tom Cruise or anything."

Both of them smile before Edith answers "No, you don't look like either of them – but you're handsome enough in your own way. What settled the matter for us was the fact that you were so willing to help me when I needed it, and you haven't been beating your chest about doing it, or hitting me up for any kind of reward. You see, even though both of us are bisexual, we actually prefer women for the simple reason that most men are just too damn forceful for us. Nearly all the guys we meet, they just want to fuck us. Not have sex with us, or actually do anything like making love; just fucking us, them doing something TO us. Neither one of us likes that, so we generally don't get involved with guys much. But you seemed different. Not only did you help me when I needed it, but I could see that you were making a point about letting me know what you were doing to help me, and why. Then after you got me up here, you haven't stared, you haven't tried to hit me up for anything, not even for any kind of financial reward – even after you saw that I'm not poor by any stretch of the imagination.