Chapter 09:  A Compromise Is Offered

"Trying To Be Normal"

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I was very rudely awakened when my two older sisters trooped noisily into my bedroom and proceeded to jump on the bed, shaking me awake.

“Come on, stud, time to get up. We’re leaving soon and you’ve got to come tell us goodbye.”

“Uhhhh,” I wittily replied. Glancing around, I saw I was surrounded by Becky and Melinda. The girls I had gone to bed with all seemed to be missing. Who the hell was supposed to be protecting me from my sisters? Of course, the answer immediately sprang to mind. Cate, but I would hate to see get her riled up at her sisters again. Unfortunately there was no one to protect me from their teasing.

“Yeah, sleepyhead,” groused Becky. “Here we invade your room and you don’t even have the decency to be naked, what’s that all about?”

“Hey, just remember that I’m not the one to say it this time,” Melinda told me. “Cate’s already angry enough at me, I don’t want to get in any trouble because of Becky’s teasing.”

I waved her off, acknowledging I wouldn’t pin the blame on her, although I did it mainly because I didn’t plan on remembering anything, as I simply planned to return to sleep. However, they managed to grab my arms and drag me from my bed and out the door. By then I’d managed to regain some sense and was being willingly propelled down the stairs. I didn’t have a chance to comb my hair, straighten my shirt or wipe the dried spit off of my face, before I was deposited on the coach amidst my parents and sisters, while my girls quickly surrounded me.

“OK,” began Becky, apparently the chosen spokesman because she was the eldest, “we’re going to be leaving soon so we wanted to talk to you quickly before we go. We’ve talked it over, and we’ve come to a couple more decisions. From now on you’re a central focus in all of our lives. We’re going to dedicate at least a year to helping you, and probably much more than that. We’ll work out the details later, but plan on at least putting off college while you visit around the country trying to find anyone else who may share these traits. We all need to learn more about it, and we need more test subjects in order to do that.

“That means we’re all going to be around a lot more. Which also means we’re going to be much more intimately involved in your life, though admittedly not as much as certain others may be,” Becky continued, looking meaningfully at Cate. She at least had the decency to blush at this. “No more of this ‘I want to live my own life’ crap out of you. You’re now responsible for a whole new race of people, so get used to it.”

“Yeah,” Melinda took over in true tag team tradition. “Cate’s going to be the central logician, mainly because she’s here all the time, but also because she’s so centrally involved. Remember to listen to Mom and Dad, and your girls, of course, as they all have more experience than you do, and will help you with everything. You’re definitely the boss in all of this, so your word is always final, but remember to consider what they advise. I know you don’t need me to tell you this, but it doesn’t hurt to reinforce it. I seem to have had a recent problem which a little more experience might have saved me from,” she said, glancing at Cate again.

“We all agree with that,” Becky told me, “at least the part about your being in charge. We also talked and agreed that Shaniqua went overboard in trusting the girls and Caroline. From now on, we’re all agreed that you should decide who to trust and how much. If anyone varies from that then you should remind them!”

“Any questions, stud?” Becky prompted.

“Uh... first, please don’t call me stud, secondly, I really...”

“OK, stud, firstly, NO. Secondly, forget it,” Becky insisted. “We’re not going to listen to you telling us we all need to be independent and you don’t want to do this and that to our lives. We’ve all heard your little self deprecating crap before. While it’s still as endearing as hell, save it for your girlfriends. Your sisters are all immune to it already,” she warned me.

“All right then,” she continued. “Melinda has her assigned tasks while we’re in college. We’ll be home a bit more regularly from now on. By the way,” she said, turning to our father, “you really need to get him a bigger bed. We don’t mind not having our own beds, but the boy really needs to be able to sleep with everyone to avoid any hurt feelings.”

“At least until the weekend,” I cautioned, hoping the girls would have decided which one would drop me by then.

“Finally,” Melinda added, “don’t be afraid to relax and have some fun. This is apparently going to be a very long term adventure, and if you continually stress over it, you’ll be dead before you can even start. Let your girlfriends keep you entertained and relaxed. Don’t be afraid to ask for a massage or a foot rub if you think you need it. Again, we’re all here to help, and I trust both Kitty and Chalise will feel the same way. At least until you dump one of them, then all bets are off.” We all giggled at that, as it was easy to imagine the difficulties something like that would dredge up.

“OK, soldier, stand up and give us a hug,” Becky demanded, making sure she was the first in line by being the one to grab my hands and pull. It was a little surprising to get such full hugs from my sisters, but I figured it was part of our new dynamic. Everyone hugged everyone else and soon they were heading out to their car, shouting goodbye, good luck, and to keep in touch. I was officially dizzy when they disappeared, as I still hadn’t woken up yet and I was hungry to boot.

Mom and Cate expanded a bit on everyone’s assigned roles, but I largely let it roll off my back, figuring they’d work out the little details. When they finished, they nodded approvingly, as if they agreed with my role as nominated de facto ringmaster of this particular circus act. The girls then led me back in to get dressed while Anh and Mom went to cook some breakfast.

Breakfast was fun. Cate couldn’t keep from looking like she’d just won the lottery, as her morning afterglow shone brightly enough to cause my father to finally get up and leave the room while my girls all giggled about it. I knew I’d have to have a discussion with my father soon, as this sudden turn of events seemed to have really caught him off guard. Which was strange, because he’d seemed OK with it until then.

School was, as was becoming common, interesting. When Cate and I entered, she glanced around, said “pardon me”, winked at me when I turned, and approached a guy I didn’t even recognize. She then proceeded to give the young man quite a kiss! It shocked me to think she could be interested in someone like this. However, someone was right there to catch her at it, and they called them both to task and asked them in to see the Principal. Cate winked at me again as she passed, and it suddenly occurred to me that this had all been planned.

She’d apparently picked someone, largely at random, and kissed them to cover her noticeable ‘morning after’ grin. I guess she figured she couldn’t hide her radiant look today, and figured getting caught kissing a guy would firmly establish him as the guilty party. I guess for once a rampant rumor might just help us out. I figured the guy would be so smitten by the sudden attention, he probably wouldn’t object to the misperception. I smiled to myself as I walked away, hoping Cate didn’t get into too much trouble for her little subterfuge.

During home room Mike just fumed silently at me, staring at me with open hostility. After class, as we were all filing out, he bumped me fairly hard.

“I talked with Jimmy and Kevin,” he hissed. They were my other two regular friends. “They both agree with me that you’ve become a fucking ass. They want you to know they want nothing to do with you either, douche bag!”

I was a bit shocked at the vehemence, but amused that the worst curse he could think up was “douche bag”. That insult had to have originated in the 50s, before there were commercials for feminine hygiene products on the television every day. Still, I resisted laughing at him, figuring it wouldn’t help. He stormed off, so I just shrugged and continued on my way to my first class of the day.

I felt badly about Jimmy and Kevin, since we hadn’t even had a chance to talk yet. But then we’d frequently go for long periods without getting together, so I couldn’t figure out what the real deal could be. However, I figured I’d have to hear it from them that they actually wanted nothing to do with me. I didn’t really trust Mike’s judgment, given his current level of resentment.

The rest of the day was pretty normal, though. The various looks I received throughout the day continued. They seemed to have lessened by the end of the previous week, but I imagined the rumors of my dual dates had fueled them even more.

At lunch I figured I’d continue with my new tradition of trying to reach out to different groups and I approached the table of Asian kids. I figured they’d be more accurately defined as the Intellectual table rather than Cate’s normal group of so called friends, though the whole school separated them by race instead.

I walked up early, a trick I’d learned previously in my history of visiting other tables. That way there’d always be a spare seat when I’d ask. When I inquired if they minded if I sat with them one guy looked up and started in on me.

“What, just because you know one Oriental you figure you know all of us?” he challenged.

I briefly sized him up, though it didn’t really tell me much about him. He wasn’t especially tall, but was taller than anyone else at the table. He had a clear complexion, which says a lot for most high school kids. He looked attractive enough, but his eyes clearly conveyed his dislike of me. I had no idea what his issue was, but thought I’d best try to deal with it here and now.

“No, first of all, my friend isn’t Oriental. She’s a Vietnamese-American. And I don’t think she’d have anything in common with the rest of you. That’s why I’d like to sit and get to know you, because I don’t know you and I’d like the opportunity to do that. However, I’d expect the same from you.

“I’ve spent the last couple of years sitting off by myself, just waiting for high school to be over. However I’ve recently changed my mind. There’s no sense putting off leading my life just because high school kids are a bit temperamental. If you don’t want me to sit at your table then just tell me, but you don’t need to attack my character when you don’t know me from Adam.”

I made sure to keep my tone calm during this whole diatribe and tried to make eye contact with each person seated there while I was delivering it. It seemed to work, as the feelings from the group seemed to ease considerably.

“Relax,” stated a slightly shorter, stockier guy. “Tony is a bit excitable,” he explained. “Plus, I think he’s a little upset that you managed to hook a string of girlfriends while he’s having trouble holding onto one.” They all laughed at Tony’s expense, but I wasn’t so easily dissuaded.

“That’s part of the problem I’ve been having lately. Everyone assumes they know me because of a few rumors floating around the school. What makes you think I have a host of girlfriends?”

“Word is that you’re living with several older women and we saw them kissing you. That certainly didn’t look like a polite kiss to me. You were seen arriving at school in an expensive red convertible with two women who appeared quite friendly. And then there’s the story that you’re dating Bulldozer’s girlfriend and sister. That sure sounds like a few to me.”

“Well, the women that kissed me after school are staying with my parents, not me,” I lied. “One’s working for my parents as a cook, while the others are looking for apartments and jobs nearby. They’re just family friends. Also, just for your information, one of the women in the convertible was my sister. And the reason why I asked Darrell’s friend and sister out,” I purposely refused to call him by that crude moniker, “is precisely because everyone’s been treating me like I’m some sex freak because of these idiotic rumors.

“The women kissed me because they like to tease me, precisely because I’m young, shy and easily embarrassed. They did it when we first met in New Orleans to embarrass me in front of my family, and again the other day.

“I can hardly blame them, cause it’s the kind of humor my whole family shares, but it’s made my life around here a real mess. That’s why I asked the two girls out, because they showed an interest in me and not in this sex maniac everyone expects. I told them both I’d ask them out if they could treat me like we’d just met. They did and so I’ve gone out with them, like I said I would.

“Now, if the rest of you could possibly treat me the same way, I’ll be glad to sit here and talk. But if you’re just trying to continue this terrible rumor then I’ll just leave now.”

They were all instantly apologetic and I began to think I had made a mistake being honest for the past week. Lying is sooooo much easier! They all introduced themselves and we finally got to know something about each other. Of course, I’ll never remember their names, even if most of their first names are plain American ones. And by American I mean English Protestant Anglo-Saxon, because I was rapidly learning that’s what all the names I’d previously considered ‘normal’ were.

I noted that there were several cute girls here, and they all spoke and carried themselves well, though Tony’s attitude didn’t improve much. I learned that quite a few were Japanese-American, a few were of Chinese extraction and the rest a variety. And no, I didn’t ask, they all volunteered that information. After the lunchroom began clearing, I thanked them all for being so patient with me and said I hoped they’d occasionally let me join them in the future. They were mostly receptive and I was happy with the whole scene.

The rest of the day was almost normal. Up until my rendezvous with my two potential girlfriends, that is. That was just an odd enough circumstance to negate my feelings of normalcy, in and of itself. They both met me by my car, eager to begin our planned discussion. I wondered how they found it until Cate showed herself, sitting inside the car talking to them.

“What’re you doing here?” I asked her.

“Well, duh, how else am I going to get home? You seem to have forgotten that I rode to school with you.” They all giggled while I looked askance at my sister. She knew I was planning this today, but never thought to remind me she’d need a ride. Plus, she could easily have arranged a ride on her own. I could see her wanting to involve herself in this discussion.

“Well, Cate, the three of us have a fairly private matter to discuss. I’ll just have to take the time to drop you off first then.”

“Oh, no,” Kitty protested. “That’ll take too much time. Everyone will expect me at home. Besides, we’ve all gotten to know your sister since we asked her what you were like. You’ll remember you asked us to do that, right? So we don’t have a problem with her coming along with us.”

“Yeah, and if it bothers you, I can just sit in the background while the rest of you talk,” Cate offered. I still didn’t much like it, but I figured I’d been outfoxed. The only problem was I didn’t know if I had one or multiples foxes involved.

Our recent liaison just complicated everything as well. Although I doubted it, I wasn’t sure if my new sexual relationship with her might have triggered a new bout of jealousy in her. Even if it didn’t, I wasn’t sure I wanted her here to complicate an already delicate situation. I didn’t know how she’d react, or even how I’d deal with her in this situation.

So I drove the three girls to the Dairy Queen in Farbersville, a little town about a half hour away, because it wouldn’t be likely to house any friends, acquaintances or families, and it also had outdoor tables that would allow for a lesser chance of being overheard by anyone. The girls spent their time teasing me during the drive. As we situated ourselves at an isolated table, Cate offered to get everyone some ice cream cones. The girls all enthusiastically agreed, while I suspected she offered just so that she’d have an excuse to come back to listen in.

“So, handsome, what’s the deal?” Kitty started off the conversation. I simply rolled my eyes at that exaggerated moniker.

“Well, anyone have any ideas on how to deal with the whole virgin with multiple girlfriends issue?”

“Ooooh, we’re officially girlfriends already,” cooed Chalise.

“Whew, that sure saved us both a lot of work,” Kitty responded, giggling lightly. I just stared at them balefully until they returned to the issue.

“Well, personally, I’m willing to take the whole sex issue off the table,” Chalise offered, “especially seeing as how I don’t have anyone else I’m dating that I could potentially have sex with.” She smiled beguilingly at Kitty.

“She does have a point,” Kitty countered. “If we simply take her brother out of the equation, then it allows us to focus on our personalities and interests.”

“As I stated previously,” I told Kitty, although addressing them both, “I want your involvement with Darrell to be completely separate from any issues with me. After all, if you’re going to give him a fair chance at making a new impression, you’ve got to be willing for things to develop naturally. And, given that, it’d be unfair for you to sample the goods of one suitor and not the other.”

“If we let her sample Darrell’s goods, while keeping yours off the table, that’d solve any need to rush a decision, keeping her from making a choice just because she has the hots for you,” Chalise offered.

“Yeah, but then it wouldn’t be a fair choice for her, would it. Choosing between one guy who’s interested in doing her regularly, against someone who’s trying to protect his other girlfriend’s honor. She’d just eventually think I wasn’t that into her. Again, that’d be her choice, but if I honestly want both of you to give both Darrell and myself a fresh start, it means I’d already be taking myself out of the running.

“Also, if she were to do that just to take the pressure off of me, that wouldn’t really be fair to Darrell, would it? Think how he’d feel if he found out she was just using him as a distraction?”

“Personally, the choice seems easy to me, as I can’t image wanting to have sex with my brother. No offense, Kitty, but YUCK!” Chalise informed us both. “And I’m not just saying that because he’s my brother. I’ve just never been able to relate to him. He thinks all he has to do is beat people up and everyone will give him whatever he wants.”

“Not necessarily,” Kitty countered, completely ignoring Chalise’s interruption. “Ignoring the effect on Darrell, it might be endearing to have someone willing to wait while the other charges ahead.” I simply looked at her after she said this and she eventually surrendered.

“OK, probably not.”

“Since she gets to have unlimited sex with Darrell,” Chalise offered, “how about we just give me the first pass at sex with you?” She made sure she battered her eyelashes at me in an exaggerated fashion in full view of Kitty to show she was mostly teasing about this.

“I’d be willing to concede that point,” Kitty offered.

“I might be convinced that’s an option,” I told them, “but again, it just makes it look like I’m already not that into you. I’m not ready to concede that just yet.”

“You know, you simply can’t be fair to everyone,” Cate interrupted us, returning with a container with four soft serve cones. I sighed at her timing. I guess she couldn’t have planned it, but she chose the most inopportune time to return. “Whatever you do, someone is going to be disappointed, either at losing the coveted virgin offering, or simply by being dumped in the end. By going to extremes, trying to eliminate unfairness, you’re ultimately being completely unfair.”

“Your sister makes a good point,” Chalise offered.

“Yeah, unfortunately she usually does,” I informed them.

“How about if I simply offer to put off having sex with anyone until you settle this?” Kitty suggested, immediately answering her own question. “I know, I know. I wouldn’t be giving Darrell a fair chance if I did that. But dammit, he wasn’t being very fair when he threatened you with violence if you didn’t avoid me!”

“There is that,” I conceded.

“I could always agree to go fuck someone,” Chalise teased. “That way both Kitty and I would have an equal opportunity. Then the only loser would be Alex, who seems more interested in fairness than in winning anyway.”

“Yeah, what’s up with that? Are you sure you aren’t a deeply closeted gay guy?” teased Kitty.

“Nope, no chance in hell of that,” Cate informed them both. They both turned and looked at her.

She shrugged. “Hey, personal observations. They’re not always discreet,” she confided.

“Really?” Chalise asked. “Any chance we could get a private viewing? It may solve a lot of these questions for us,” she offered.

“Maybe not,” countered Cate. “He’d just focus on equal views, equal amounts of hand lotion and equal orgasms. He has a real hang up on this whole fairness fantasy of his.” Again, both girls looked at her regarding her apparent familiarity with my sexuality.

“Equal orgasms for them or for us?” Kitty laughed.

“For everyone involved. That’s what makes this so damn complicated. If he was just a typical selfish male we wouldn’t be in this quandary. There’s a certain something to be said for the desirability of simple male obsessiveness. There’s an easy solution, though,” Cate suggested lightly. “Alex could always ‘accidentally’ lose his virginity, maybe from riding his bicycle or something.” She was smiling when she said it, but I immediately knew what she was thinking of as the way for me to lose my virginity.

“Nah, I think we both like this whole drama,” Kitty observed. “It’s very entertaining to have someone so fascinated with us that he’s put everything on the table in order to be fair. If we were to give it up to one of his women, then everyone would be disappointed, even them.”

“I’m sure there’d be at least one who’d be appreciative,” she remarked with a smile, leering as she did so. If she’d been standing close I’d have kicked her for that alone.

“Look, it shouldn’t be such a big deal,” Chalise argued. “Again, someone’s gotta win and someone’s gonna lose. It’s not that big a deal. We’ll simply pick straws if we have to.”

“Agreed,” stated Kitty as well.

“You knooooow,” sounded out Cate. “There is another option.”

“Cate!” I warned my sister before she could commit herself. I just knew I wasn’t going to like her compromise, whatever it was.

“Yeah?” Kitty asked.

“You two could just offer to share your first time with him. That way, whoever gets first dibs on him won’t have quite as much of an advantage.”

“No!” I stated emphatically. “The whole point of this was for them to not simply assume I was a sex maniac. Asking them to have a three-way with me, before we’ve even gotten to know each other or decide if we have any romantic feelings, is not what I want to convey.”

“There is a certain logic to what she says, though,” Kitty countered.

“And just what would you think of me if I agreed?” I asked. “You’d probably all have fun, then lose all interest in me afterwards. No, again, I think it’s best for me to take the responsibility in forcing difficult decisions.”

“Again? Does he have a history with forcing difficult sex questions?” Kitty asked, acting all wide eyed and innocent.

“If you only knew,” Cate offered.

“OK, look, let’s just choose straws and settle this,” I finally demanded, getting frustrated.

“Fine, have any straws,” laughed Kitty.

“OK, how about flipping a coin?” I pulled one from my pocket. Flipping it into the air I asked “Heads or tails?” They both immediately stated “Heads”, without any additional specifications and we all watched, fascinated as the coin missed my hand and rolled away from us. They all started to laugh as I chased after it, only to have it disappear in a little rat’s nest of debris and garbage lying by the fence at the DQ property line. They were all laughing hysterically when I returned dejectedly.

“There, you have your answer, Alex. The fates have decided; you’ll just have to do us both at the same time. You don’t have any choice,” Kitty stated emphatically.

“That’s just...” I started to protest.

“Nope. She has you there, pal,” Chalise chimed in. “It’s settled.”

“As the official impartial observer, I concur,” added Cate, completely unhelpfully. “Wild orgy it is.” They all laughed at my damn bad luck.

“Gee, isn’t it just like my brother to be dejected when a couple of gorgeous girls both decide to have group sex with him? Doesn’t he have the toughest life possible? Here he’s looking for just plain, simple, vanilla sex for his first time, and he’s forced to accept a cherry cobbler of kinkiness. We all feel for you, Alex.” They all laughed heartily at Cate’s exaggerations.

Now that they’d settled on a solution they all started enjoying the ice creams which, up until now, had simply been dripping all over us. I could tell this relentless teasing of me was becoming endemic by the leers and giggling that continued. There were the obvious jokes made as the girls slowly reduced the sizes of their cones, about what size Cate thought best approximated my physical dimensions.

“I think you’d have to combine more than your dates to get the size correct,” she teased. I thought it highly disconcerting that both girls assumed that Cate was so knowledgeable of my sexual equipment, but I had to concede, she had plenty of personal observations of it, even before last night.

“Hey, since you’re our official, uninterested observer,” Chalise began. I was tempted to laugh at that, but I managed to keep it to myself.

“And since you have experience observing Alex’s various sexual proclivities,” continued Kitty.

“Would you like to officiate, Cate?” Chalise concluded. I simply dropped my head in my hands in exasperation, though I had to admit, they worked well together as demonstrated by their ability to contribute on a combined sentence like that. It makes you wonder how their minds sync together.

“I don’t know, there’s something to be said for having the experience of a few older women who know a bit more about the subject,” Cate countered.

“No, for now, I think it best if it’s best just the three of us,” argued Kitty, neglecting to specify if she meant me and them, or Cate and them. “I have a feeling his other girlfriends are going to have plenty of chances to evaluate us in the future, whatever we decide to do.”

“So, Alex, do you think it’s fair that my brother doesn’t get an equal opportunity?” Chalise asked me, poking me in the side to stress her point. I just groaned and kept my face buried in my hands.

“You’ll have to tell us all his favorite positions, though,” Kitty told Cate, continuing to torment me, “since we’ll need to be prepared for such a significant event.”

“Would a video tutorial help?” Cate offered.

“Oh, definitely,” Chalise quickly replied. “And just to make sure it’s fair, could you make sure each of his other girlfriends contribute copies as well.” They all cackled at that.

“Will you give it a rest,” I pleaded. “As I keep saying, ‘girlfriends’ is really the wrong term here. And I’m still a damn virgin. I don’t have an endless parade of floosies following me around.”

“Not yet,” Cate interjected.

“Hey, we’re just glad to be included in the first dozen,” laughed Kitty.

Things didn’t improve for me the entire way home, as the banter kept up the whole way. Oddly, once this strange decision was made, both girls seemed happier and more relaxed than before.

“You know, it won’t work,” I suggested. “I mean, it’s hardly spontaneous. Besides, we’ll have to stop whenever one set of us gets worked up, until we can schedule a date when all three of us can get together at the same time.”

“All four of us,” Kitty corrected, still striving to drive me insane with this inanity. I just groaned again and swore I’d just stop talking all together, just to deny them any more ammunition to torment me with.

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When we finally got back, things didn’t get any better. Did I mention they insisted I treat each of them to my ‘patented goodnight kiss’ at each of their doors? The girls and my parents practically busted a gut at the position I found myself in.

The girls all thought the whole story hilarious. “Serves you right,” they all laughed.

“Act like an overgenerous oaf and expect to be taken advantage of,” my father offered. Mom insisted she had to inform my other sisters about this newest turn of events. I simply chose that opportunity to go lock myself in the bathroom for the next hour. How had I ever managed to lose control so completely, I lamented.

They laughed and teased me, asking me what could I expect. God had it personally in for me, according to them. He both had it in for me and wanted something from me. He was showing how worthless my atheism was, but was demonstrating that I was still a favored son. I just groaned. I knew there was no getting out of this. It was exactly what the girls had all dreamed of happening.

The teasing continued for most of the evening. Dinner was quite an event, as the family joined in the fun, laughing about the entire thing. Even Mom joined in, taking great delight in the fact the fates were playing tricks on me. Dad, however, didn’t laugh much. He simply watched Cate and me, simmering quietly.

When I took Cate to task for her pointed comments, practically admitting she wanted to jump my bones before they even had a chance, she simply laughed.

“They knew it was all in fun. You were the only one to catch the triple entendre,” she replied happily. “Besides, it helped keep everyone relaxed and focused. They’d have thought it odd if I hadn’t made a comment like that.”

I just sighed, once again knowing she was right. They knew how her mind worked and how close I was to everyone around me. It was best to deal with the issues lightly then to attempt to deny it.

That night, Cate joined Shani and Anh in bed with me. She told me she’d arranged the selection, since it was a duplicate of the previous night, as she thought she’d feel better not having to compete against Allison and Natalie on her first night as a full member in a group huddle. They both gave her plenty of room to experiment, while she was deferential to them both in return. In short, everyone was a little hesitant as a result, but they finally loosened up. This time, Cate paid attention while Anh gave her an object lesson in cunnilingus while I ate Shani out, afterwards Shani took over, advising her as I did Anh next. She didn’t seem to need any advice when I finally did her.

 

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