Yes, her advisor Wendy Tasker

"Is Amy your only lover?" you ask Ellen.

"Eh?" Your blonde friend blinks a couple of times, caught unprepared.

"Well, Elle?" Amy asks her roommate. You notice the fun-loving redhead has turned completely serious all of a sudden.

"Well... I..." Ellen hesitates.

Amy's forehead creases. Your eyes widen.

"Yes?" both you and Amy ask together.

Ellen takes a sip of water and clears her throat. She looks left and right to see if anyone she knows is sitting nearby in the diner. "M-my first lover was my academic advisor, Wendy Tasker. We still get together every Sunday. Instead of chapel. I told her I was busy this weekend." Ellen blushes deep pink. "Wendy says she was a Lesbian Until Graduation. When she was at Widley, that is. And her husband, I mean, he doesn't mind if she still sees other women. S-she helped me with Amy. I mean, knowing what to do. And with Amy's other lovers, she knew what Sherah and Lynn liked."

Amy takes a deep breath. "O-okay girl," she says. "So that was Wendy's library you were hitting up for the Lesbo 101 books. I thought you were a fast learner. I bet Lynn was the one to gossip about how all the girls get each other off. Heh. You can barely get her off the subject." Amy's frown is now halfway back to a crooked smile.

Ellen looks down, then up. "Wendy's daughter is starting at Widley next semester. I think, um, I think she wants me to get to know her."

Amy snorts. "I'd heard there was an old girls' network for whatchamacallum, 'legacy' students, but I never thought it was quite so tight." She chuckles and rubs Ellen's shoulder, and her face relaxes. "Babe, don'cha realize that even if you like and respect someone, even if she can make things happen for you, even if you ARE licking each other behind my fucking back every week, you don't have to do EVERYTHING she wants you to?" Amy has a look of resigned amusement, but her smile at Ellen seems genuine.

Ellen looks sheepish but not put off by Amy's tone. "Um. Can I do it if I want to?"

"Yeah, sure," Amy says. She sighs and rolls her eyes up and to the side, then looks back at Ellen. "But people will respect you more if you come from what you really want rather than just try to please them."

Ellen narrows her eyes. She winks at you and smiles slyly at Amy. "Really? I shouldn't?"

"OK, I give, I give," Amy says. "Yes, you little Babe In Total Control of Herself. Yes, you are very attractive when you try so hard to please me. Just...just make sure it's real, y'know? And no more fucking big secrets like that, huh?"

"Well, we were never, like, you know," Ellen says. "I mean, like you and Sherah. Going out for long walks or staying up late talking. You never told me that kind of stuff. Am...am I your lover? And who else counts? Sherah, right? And...?"