Part 15 -- Some Final Summer Fun and then Back to School

 

Lisa was quite blunt with me that she didn't particularly like Gilbert & Sullivan. Their shows had been huge hits in the late 1800's and early 1900's but today they just seemed dated and trite. However, as she also pointed out, sometimes a girl just needs to get paid and she loved getting the professional experience. The only memorable part of the show was an older guy, George, who played the role of Major-General Stanley. George had been in numerous productions in Chicago, and around the Midwest, as well as a few shows both on and off-Broadway; he had also gone to college with Ben and they were good friends. He decided he would be a mentor for Lisa, she appreciated his insights and he took in Lisa in much the same way The Chief had taken me in; George lived by himself and so he also really liked my cooking, frequently patting his round middle to emphasize it. He often came to over to my house for dinner, sometimes bringing Ben and Ron with him; Dad really liked George and the whole family (especially Mom) liked that I was doing the cooking (The guests got stuck with the dishes, which I liked). As corny as I found the show to be, the highlight was George's over-the-top performance of "The Major-General's Song" which I heard many, many times; he was able to keep up an insane tempo and he made quite the comedic pause as he would take dramatic breaths between the stanzas. One of the theater's lighting techs had moved to Nashville when she was offered a job at the Grand Ole Opry, so I got to once again got to put the spotlight on my sweetie; and this time I got paid for doing it!

 

Janet didn't talk about it much but I could tell she was, in a way, sad Ellie would be leaving for college soon. I mean, she was totally happy that Ellie was following her dream but (and I totally got this) she was going to miss that amazing body and delicious pussy. I think they were both fucking poor Anthony ragged, at least he would be here one more year to satisfy my baby sister's endless need for sex.

 

I was at the mall, having picked up a new supply of coverless paperback from Ellie and afterward happily fingering her in the back room of the store, so I stopped by to get a pretzel (I so love bread!) and to talk to Carrie. She could barely keep her voice down as she told me the story of how she and Willa had finally fucked. Willa was not the innocent girl she seemed to be, it seemed her and Alecia had eaten each other's pussys several times. When she finally got to the point of the story it was this; Willa wanted to watch me and Carrie wrestle and if Lisa wanted to join in she was good with that too. I refrained from leaning over the counter to kiss my cute red-headed friend, there were other people around, and I said I would talk with Lisa and get back to her. I went by the flower shop and saw Willa. She told me the story again, all but drooling at the thought of her girlfriend in a nude battle with another girl. It was closing night for Pirates and I got some flowers for Lisa, as a grand romantic gesture. Lisa's eyes lit up when I told her of Carrie's proposition, she was good to go.

 

We went to Carrie's house once she and Willa were done with work. Lisa and I were both wearing shorts and tank tops, we were bra-less so our boobs were bouncing nicely. Carrie had left the door unlocked, she and Willa were in the rec room downstairs and I locked the door behind us; we were naked by the time we were down the stairs. Carrie and Willa were already naked; we knew how delicious Carrie was but this was our first time really seeing Willa. Her boobs weren't that big but she was such a small girl they looked very big on her. She had wonderfully large nipples that were almost invisible they were so pale; she also had a lovely, sparse blonde bush. Carrie had told me she wanted to get rough, she freely admitted Charlotte had made her a pain slut, and I was ready to go. Lisa sat down in the big chair with Willa in her lap, playing with those big, firm tits and biting at her neck.

 

Carrie and I wasted no time. I lunged in at her, wrapping her in a bearhug, my boobs smashing hers; I leaned back using my height advantage to get her toes up off the moving blanket that was spread on the floor. She raked her nails down my back and thrashed her legs, actually nailing me in the pussy with her knee. I dropped her and staggered back, both hands covering my cunt. Carrie grabbed my hair, this was a true catfight, and tucked my arm under hers, grabbed my throat, and started to squeeze. I reached around behind her, between her very toned legs, and grabbed her dripping wet pussy, squeezing her lips between my fingers. Carrie let out a very throaty moan of pleasure (and pleasurable pain) and she released my head. I pushed her over onto her back and splashed my heavy nude body down on top of hers, doing my best to smother her with my slightly larger tits while at the same time pulling on her red bush. I could feel her sinking her teeth into my soft tit and that had me moaning too. I got to my knees, one knee mashed into Carrie's wet pussy, my hands gripping her firm breasts and twisting hard; she grabbed my boobs in return, pulling on my nipples and we struggled there for several minutes before Carrie finally gave up, slapping the floor.

 

I rolled off her, my chest heaving, rubbing my sore nipples. I looked over at Lisa and Willa, they were in a sexfight of their own, frantically finger-fucking each other. Willa got the best of Lisa, pulling her fingers out of my baby's cunt just in time to release a massive pussy eruption which soaked both Carrie and me. Willa jumped out of Lisa's lap, her long blonde hair soaking wet, and pushed me down onto my back, spreading my legs wide and going to work on my pussy. She clearly knew her way around a woman's body because she had me writhing and kicking within just a few minutes, her arms around my thighs so that I couldn't push her cute face away. Lisa had Carrie on her hands and knees, licking her pussy while also pushing two fingers deep into her tight little butt. Willa barely gave me time to catch my breath before she was sitting on my face, begging me to lick her butthole, which I of course did.

 

We were all hardly able to sit up, we were exhausted; Lisa was leaning up against me on the couch, my arms around her middle right under her boobs, Carrie was in the chair with Willa in her lap, kissing her neck and playing with her long, blonde hair.

 

Lisa reached back and played with my hair, still damp from her spraying us down, "That was amazing Willa. We knew Carrie had a high sex drive but you sweetie, you are a freak off the leash."

 

Willa giggled in a totally innocent way and that was strange to hear from a naked girl who was playing with her pussy, "I watch a lot of videos. Counting today I've only been with four girls. I discovered masturbation when I aimed the shower sprayer at my pussy and almost collapsed in the shower from a sudden orgasm. I've spent a lot of time rubbing myself and fantasizing about Linda Carter in her Wonder Woman costume."

 

We were all nodding and smiling with dreamy, vacant expressions on our faces; "It is Princess Diana and pretty much every woman wrestler for me," I squeezed Lisa's middle, pressing her warm butt against my wet bush.

 

Lisa turned around and kissed me, "Molly Ringwald and Oliva Newton-John."

 

I squeezed her boobs, "Don't forget Stevie Nicks."

 

Carrie had a dreamy look on her face, "Heather Locklear."

 

Willa continued, "I was in 7^th grade when I discovered my brother's porn stash when he went to college. He had some videos too, I really didn't care about watching the guys but I would watch the scenes with two girls over and over. Alecia invited me over to her house to go swimming and I knew what had gone down with her so I was ready when she kissed me. I pretty much attacked her and she was nice and eager too. That was a wonderful orgasm."

 

As much as we would have liked to stay longer and continued with our energetic fucking of our two young friends we needed to get home. Lisa was teaching her last few dance classes in the two weeks before we went back to school and I was out with Allison every day; there was a big rush of jobs from local farmers repairing and updating their grain drying equipment. It was exhausting, but the money was most welcome. I did find myself fantasizing a lot about what Allison would look like naked, but I kept that to myself.

 

I went over to Lee's house one afternoon; Chase had gone back to Iowa but she was going to return for one last night at the coffeeshop before we all returned to our schools. Lee pretty much threw me onto her bed and sat straddling my hips as she pulled off her shirt. She tossed her bra aside and mashed her beautiful tits into my face, moaning as I sank my teeth into the soft flesh. She pulled my shorts off and slid off her panties so we could lay pussy to pussy with her on top of me. Lee really took her time and when my orgasm seized me she was strong enough to keep my nude body trapped under and that was mind-blowing. Lee was definitely in charge because when she rolled off me she grabbed me by the hair and pressed my face between her muscular legs so that I could put my tongue to work teasing her clit. She was writhing enough that I could flick my tongue across her butthole and that would provoke her thick thighs tensing up, squeezing my head in a most delicious way.

 

We laid there on her bed, she was playing with my hair and rubbing my back, sometimes sliding a finger between my butt cheeks, I was flicked her nipples with my tongue. "So what's sex with Chase like?"

 

"It's really nice. She really thinks like a girl; I mean, I had sex with Brian several times and it was O.K., he's a nice guy and Gena had trained him pretty well to pay attention to what a girl wants. Chase really takes her time with me, and it does feel good when she slides it inside me, but it's a lot more like being with a girl with a dildo that's nice and warm and never gets lost. You know, she thinks you are really pretty."

 

I blushed (big surprise there), "Even after seeing me next to you and Lisa?"

 

Lee kissed me hard, "Yeah, she thinks you're a hottie all on your own; chubby butt and all."

 

I slapped Lee's butt, "You're pretty well padded yourself missy!"

 

Feeling rested we went back to fucking; this time in a rather loud 69. I was still a pretty good judge of Lee's orgasms; I kept my pace slow and we climaxed at almost the same time. It just felt nice to lay there, arms and legs tangled together with one of my oldest friends.

 

"I got a question for you.

 

"What's that Fuzzball?" Damn Janet and that fucking nickname!

 

"I've heard girls at school talking about how after living with other girls for a while their periods kind of got synced together. Have you ever heard about that?"

 

"Yeah, I actually have. I took a Women's Studies class and the professor, who was so over-the-top butch that she made us look like Barbie dolls, mentioned it. She said it's an urban legend and it doesn't really happen. Why? You and the Elf Queen cramping in unison?"

 

"No. I was always there to help Lauren and Sam; you'd like Sam, she played football with the guys, but I was thinking about it this week because Janet was being an utter psycho bitch, even more so than usual. I realized that I haven't had my period in over a year, not since we came back from Rita's place in Michigan."

 

Lee's pretty face wrinkled with concern, "That's not normal baby, you need to see a doctor."

 

"I thought so too, I'll go to campus health services when I get back to school. This is something I really don't want to discuss with Mom."

 

I went to the record store to take one more run at the used CD bins to build up my library back at school. I thought it odd when I walked into the store and there was no music playing, in fact it was almost silent. There were customers in the store and I saw many of my old coworkers, but everyone seemed like they were in a trance. Vera, one of my close friends at the store was just sitting on the floor, her eyes red and swollen. I knelt down in front of her, taking her hands, "What's wrong sweetie?"

 

Her words came out in a hoarse whisper, "They just announced it on the radio. Jerry Garcia died in California."

 

I sat down hard on the floor next to her; putting my arms around her small body, my eyes filling with tears. Barely two months ago me and Lisa had been in a packed Soldier Field watching the band and now one of the key members of the band was gone. I sat on the floor with Vera hugging her, both of us crying. Getting up, I went across the street to the coffee shop to get some tea to calm myself. Ben and Ron had the TV on with MTV showing old film clips of the band's shows. I called Lee and she said she would be right over. Lisa came in when her dance class was over; she joined me on the Crying Couch, her arms around me as I laid my head on her shoulder. Lee came in with her dad and Mr. Davis looked pretty shaken up. He sat in an old wingback chair, sipping some seriously strong black coffee (his normal caffeine consumption would kill most people).

 

"I know this comes as a terrible shock to you girls, especially to you Cindy; but I've been around the music business for many years and I've learned that it's a sad reality that some incredibly talented people also have some really self-destructive tendencies. I've seen it too many times with too many artists over the years and, I hate to tell you this, it's not the last time we'll see it either. I'm sorry girls, that's our world."

 

I wanted to do something, anything. I got up from the couch, wiped my face off, straightened my shirt and walked up on the little stage. Ben figured out what I was doing and turned on the karaoke machine for me; I found the song I wanted and started it up. Lisa recognized it from her time with the band and she joined me, her arm around my waist. Since I was singing it certainly wasn't the best rendition of "Scarlet Begonias" the world has ever experience but it came from the heart and it made me feel a tiny bit better.

 

I had found a new song for our last karaoke night of the summer and I planned on surprising Lisa with it. Lisa had announced she was going to attempt "Memory" from the show Cats, she was really testing herself with that one but I was sure she would be incredible as always. Lee had told us Chase would be back so I made sure to ask Rita and Alecia to be there to hear Chase sing. When I talked to Alecia I found that Chase had something big planned; she was going to sing "The Rose" without the recorded music, Alecia was going to bring her electronic keyboard for the piano part and she was going to sing harmony along with Chase too. When I asked if the plan was for them to reduce me, Lee, Ben, and Ron to blubbering heaps she just giggled. Sadistic bitches!

 

I am always taken by surprise when my mobile phone rings; hardly anyone ever calls me unless Lisa and I are trying to schedule a date, so when Rita's mom called me I was really surprised. She asked me and Lisa to come to the house and her tone was quite serious, which got me worried. I was sure she wasn't mad at us or anything but she's just so damn intimidating, she's also good at not letting people know what she's thinking (I'm sure that's one of the things that makes her a good lawyer. Our sense a dread was increased when we pulled up to the front door and Katherine opened it before we got to the front step. She looked around before hustling us inside.

 

Mrs. G took one look at us and almost started laughing, "Relax girls! We didn't call you here to yell at you or anything; I just need to talk to you both. Let's start with the serious stuff." What followed was a pretty awful story of a young woman, just a few years older than us, in a really abusive marriage. She had contacted Mrs. G's network of women basically begging to be rescued from the hell she found herself in. She had waffled for quite some time about actually leaving her asshole husband but, from what Mrs. G could tell, she was finally done being beat up and just wanted to escape. The difficulty was that she lived in a pretty small town north of where we were in school and someone like Katherine, or even Mrs. G, would really stand out. She seemed confident that Lisa and I would blend in better, or at least I would; Lisa's white hair would made her stand out in almost any crowd.

 

"Her name is Jane, she's been quietly gathering up her stuff so she can get out fast. I've gotten her a mobile phone so she can contact me if she needs to, I never call her since I don't want that phone ringing at a bad time. What I want you girls to do is in September, when she's ready, drive up to her town, pick her up, and drive her to our place in Chicago. I'll take it from there, she has a friend in Wisconsin who will take her in, and this friend is someone Jane's husband doesn't know. You can get her on a Friday, spend the night with Rita (her she smiled in a really knowing way), and be back at school by Sunday. Make sure you have that old blanket with you (she definitely knew Lisa and I fucked under that blanket, a lot), Jane has a dog named Trillian and she won't leave without her." I was thinking I would like this Jane, she sounded like a fellow Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy fan.

 

"Now girls, on to the second thing; how do you two feel about Jan? Rita seems really serious about him, and I know you spent spring break with them, and so Katherine and I want to hear your opinion about him. Rita has not always had the best judgement where boys are concerned and we value your opinions."

 

The gears were spinning in my head so fast that I was sure smoke must have been coming out my ears. I wanted to portray Jan in the best light, after all I really did like him, but I knew I was facing two fearsome lawyers and mis-speaking, or worse yet lying, would not be good. Fortunately for me, Lisa saved me.

 

"I like Jan. He's unfailingly polite and gracious and he really means it, it's not an act with him. He is utterly devoted to Rita and he really treats her like she's royalty. He truly cares for her well-being and, I have to add this, he looks really good in a formal morning suit with a top hat."

 

Katherine gave a slight smile, "He is certainly a snappy dresser and I must agree he looked quite handsome in his navy dress uniform. Have you had enough time to think up your answer Cindy?"

 

In that simple question I got a brief glimpse of what it would be like to be questioned by Katherine in court, it was bladder-emptyingly terrifying, and I decided on the spot that I never wanted to be in that position. "I like him too; he's one of the few guys that I have met that I can truly say is my friend. He knows that we are gay and he's fine with that; he seems to be genuinely happy that Lisa and I are in love each other." Lisa was holding my hand and giving me her most beautiful Ingrid Bergman look, I couldn't look into those blue eyes, I was sure I would melt into blubbering.

 

Katherine actually patted my arm before turning to Rita's mom and nodding. "You girls know how protective I am of Rita and also my disgust at some of her previous boyfriends. Her mother and I had gotten the same impressions of Jan but we also trust you girls' instincts and, to speak plainly, you two are less likely to be swept away by his boyish charms." Mrs. Graff let out a snorting little laugh.

 

"We will see you girls at the coffee shop tonight, I always like seeing Rita interact with her friends. I've said it before but you two made a huge difference in her life; her father and I will never forget that." We both blushed.

 

I sat on the Crying Couch, Lisa curled up against. Most of our friends were there, even Brian and Gena. Gena had demanded full details of our time with Jan in the tropics, evidentially she had heard about his prodigious member and there was lustful fire in her eyes. I was sad that Steph wasn't there, I missed my tall, blonde friend, but she told me she would be home at Christmas but that over the summer her mom had her doing all sorts of things (most of which she did not enjoy).

 

As was so often the case Lisa did not need the microphone. She had told me that, having heard recordings of Cats, she really wanted to play Grizabella; almost as much as she wanted to play Christine in Phantom of the Opera. Her performance had Ben and Ron weeping openly; George had made it also (he dabbed at his eyes too), he told me he had always known Lisa was talented but that hearing her sing a really challenging song amazed even his jaded old soul.

 

Lisa clapped her hands over her mouth (It ceases to be so damn cute!) when my name was called; I had kept my song a secret even from my sweetie. Over the summer Ray, at the record store, had saved a boxed set of Jimmy Buffet CD's and my choice to night was "Slow Boat to China."

 

I came up to the microphone, trying hard not to mumble, "Hi everyone. This is for Lisa." I accomplished my goal, her blue eyes were filled with pretty-girl tears as I sang, "I'd love to get you on a slow boat to China, all to myself alone." Rita and Jan were there and I could see Jan was trapped between Rita's mom and Katherine. Jan later told me they were the most intimidating women he had ever me, and that included his (sort of) great aunt the queen and his grandmother. Finally, Chase got up on the stage and things got weirdly quiet. Part of it was, I'm sure, her commanding presence; there aren't many women who are taller than Katherine but Chase was (according to Lee) a full six-foot five and her hair tonight was an almost fluorescent green. Alecia had her keyboard set up on some chairs and Ben got her a second microphone; Chase cleared her throat quietly.

 

"So, for those of you who don't know me, my name is Chase and I'm Lee's girlfriend. My journey has been a rough one, starting out when I was in elementary school and I realized I was born into the wrong body. School was hell, I wasn't sure if I was gay or what, I just knew I was different; and in rural Missouri being different is pure hell. My parents threw me out of the house two days after my high school graduation when I came out to them and I haven't spoken to them since. I made my way north to Iowa City and I was able to get in a program to start hormone treatments and then I finally began to feel; I had been numb for a long, long time. I got a job in a bar where the owners didn't care that my driver's license said "male" while by body said "female". I wasn't sure what I was going to do and then I met Lee when she came with a group of girls from her college. It wasn't very long after that I moved in with her and I even started taking some college classes. I had finally realized I was allowed to be happy and be in love too. All of Lee's friends here have welcomed me in like I'm their long-lost, overly tall sister, and one of them is still trying to stuff me full of Cajun food whenever she can." Here she blew me a kiss, I blushed (as usual). "This song was the one I sang in the shower so many mornings and it means a lot to me."

 

The instrumental part was just a simple piano line. We pulled Lee in between us, both of us holding tight to her. Just like the first time we heard her it was the third verse that struck us all. Chase had her hands out in front of her, palms up, like she was begging for God to let her find love just once, made all the more powerful with Alecia's soprano voice harmonizing with her. When she was done she just sat down in the edge of the little stage, her face in her hands, emotionally exhausted. There was an unconscious decision by all of us that this was a moment for her and Lee; Lee got up off the couch, pulled Chase to her feet and picked her up so that she could wrap her long legs around Lee's waist and her skinny arms around Lee's neck with Lee's strong arms under her narrow ass. Chase was a big girl, but Lee was really strong woman. I looked around and saw Jan handing Katherine a white handkerchief (of course he had one); she was dabbing away tears, trying unsuccessfully to maintain her stoic samurai demeanor.

 

Moving back into my dorm suite was not nearly as exciting the second time around. I was the first one to arrive, Lauren had moved to a focus floor in another building on campus that was set aside for computer science students and Sam hadn't arrived yet. Sam and I had emailed and messaged over AOL during the summer; she was quite excited to have found a small couch at a thrift store to replace the one Lauren had taken with her. Our new suitemate was an unknown. We knew a few things about her: she had gone to a community college her first year to save money, she was from the far northwestern corner of the state (about as far away from where Sam grew up as Boston is from Washington D.C.), and her name was Sabrina (her mom was a fan of the Archie comics).

 

I was setting up my bedroom, putting up my photos when I heard someone come in, followed by Sam's familiar voice. I came out an gave her a big hug (nothing more, her parents were there) and shook hands with her parents. Like my parents had done, they were just there to help her get her stuff up the elevator and then they were heading back south, "It's a long drive and the animals won't feed themselves. Sam was very tan, she had clearly spent a lot of time outside, and her hair was much closer to blonde from all the sun as well. After about two hours they all went to dinner, leaving me on my own.

 

I was sitting down to watch TV and to wait for Lisa to call me when Sabrina came in. She was a short girl (well, short compared to me), probably about 5'3" with straight dark brown hair and big round glasses. She was what I would describe as chubby (I didn't have much room to judge based on my ever-expanding ass) and she was kind of cute. Not some knock you flat beauty but certainly a girl I would welcome to join me and Lisa in bed. What she was not was shy, she walked right up to me, thrust out her hand, and announced, "Hi! I'm Sabrina. Are you Cindy or Samantha?"

 

I shook her hand, "I'm Cindy, Sam's out getting something to eat with her parents. Do you need any help with your stuff or should I just stay out of the way?"

 

"We've got it." She motioned with her head, "These are my mom and my step-dad." I waved cheerfully and turned back to watching baseball coverage on ESPN.

 

It didn't take Sabrina long to get moved in, she didn't have a lot of stuff. I did marvel at her computer, I had seen portable computers in magazines but I had never known anyone who owned one; Sabrina had one of the new Apple PowerBook computers with a color screen. She told me her step-dad had bought it from a guy he worked with and she would do all her school work on it. She was majoring in finance and political science so she would be doing a lot of writing.

 

Sam came back just as Sabrina's parents were leaving so she got to meet them, however briefly. Now on our own we began our questioning of our new suitemate. I left out all my wild sexual antics but I told her about our time traveling with Jehovah's Favorite Choir, seeing the Grateful Dead in what turned out to be their last show, and (of course) Lisa getting elected Homecoming Queen. Sam talked a lot about growing up in farm country, playing football with the guys, and Elanor (her horse). She had worked at a summer camp for disabled kids where they got to come and ride horses; she was very proud of how well Elanor had done with lots of loud little kids everywhere.

 

In many ways Sabrina's environment growing up was a lot like Sam's. She was from a pretty small town and she had not been one of the popular girls at school. She really wasn't into sports at all, what she really enjoyed was history and math. She did seem to know a lot about Illinois politics and that made me think of Rita's mom. Sabrina, in her direct way, brought up the big question, sex.

 

"So which one of you is they gay one?" It was a little indelicate but Sabrina was a very direct girl; it took us a while to get used to her manner but it was kind of nice to be around someone who would get to the point.

 

I raised my hand, "That's me. I've got a girlfriend over IWU, Lisa the Homecoming Queen. You'll probably get to meet her tonight and she will sometimes spend the weekend with me. Are you O.K. with that?"

 

Sabrina nodded, "Yeah, I'm cool with it. I've fooled around with boys and girls and I'm not really sure which one I like better, but girls are less messy."

 

"Oh, you haven't met Lisa yet." Both girls looked at me but I just smiled cryptically.

 

Sam was blushing, "I did finally have sex with a girl this summer." I patted Sam on the back; I'd get more details later (hopefully in my bed). "We didn't really know what we were doing but we had a lot of fun doing it."

 

I smiled, "That's how it should be."

 

There was a quiet knock on the door, "Come on in!" I shouted. It was Lisa, "Hi Sweetie!" I got up from my chair and kissed her properly, much to Sam's amusement.

 

I wasn't sure how Sabrina was handling this, "Do you two need to be alone?" she asked us in her abrupt way.

 

Lisa gave her best elf-queen laugh, "No silly, we still have our clothes on."

 

Over time we learned Sabrina was rarely at a loss for words, this was one of those time.

 

I looked over at Sam, "Did you eat already?"

 

"Yeah, we went to the Italian place, the one with the incredible bread."

 

"O.K. Hey Sabrina, want to go grab some dinner?" I looked at Lisa, "Chinese?" She nodded.

 

Sabrina got up, her shorts had ridden up some and I swore there was a little wet spot between her legs, "Sure."

 

We were walking to the Red October, holding hands. "Is Amber back?" Lisa had the same very sexy roommate as last year.

 

"Yeah. She's hooked up with a guy in the marching band over the summer so we may be seeing less of her this year."

 

That was a little disappointing, sex with Amber was lots of fun, but I was glad for her anyway.

 

I had gotten a little better at ordering Chinese food, between Mrs. Tsing at the Jade Emperor, Lisa, and Mrs. Tsing's adorable granddaughter Amanda, my food horizons had broadened almost as much as my ass. Tonight I got General Tso's Chicken (another example of how skilled Chinese chefs are at adapting to local tastes her in America), Lisa got Mu Shu pork and Sabrina got garlic chicken.

 

We were sitting back, digesting our delicious dinner, when I brought up the sex thing, "So Sabrina, I'm going to tell you what I told Sam last year. We both find you quite cute and the door will always be open if you want to join one or both of us in bed. If you don't want to that's fine; I just want to be up front and try to keep thing from getting weird."

 

"You've probably realized I can be embarrassingly direct sometimes, so I like it that you get to the point and don't get all vague about things. I don't know where I'm at sex-wise but it sounds like both of you really enjoy sex and I will certainly keep all that in mind.

 

The next few days were more of those lame-ass "team building" activities, I was a good sport and participated grudgingly. I told Lisa about my concerns with my periods and she totally agreed with Lee that I needed to see a doctor. She was a little mad at me that I hadn't told her of my worries first and as a result the next weekend when she stayed with me my ass would get a whipping.

 

"We're partners babe, you have to tell me things like this."

 

"I'm sorry sweetie. I really hadn't thought about it until I was with Lee and I'm going to make an appointment at health services soon and I'll tell you what the doctor says. Do I still get my ass whipped?"

 

"Yes you do, but I shall also give you some yummy back-to-school pussy to eat."

 

"Yay!"

 

 

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