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   The Corvette
   By Romany
   (M/F, FF, M/F/F, oral, ir, consc, rom )
   We converged on the single path to the front door of the apartment
building at the same time.  Two young women; one tall and dark the other
shorter and blond.  Both were very attractive.  Then me approaching from
parking my car, the other side of the path entrance from where they had
parked.  I held my eyes on them expecting them to greet me as a matter of
courtesy.  Three tenants of the same building making polite greeting.  But
to my dismay they did not look at me despite us arriving at the entrance
almost simultaneously.  When I realized they were going to ignore me I
slowed and ensured they got onto the short path to the main door of the
building first.  I thought their reaction was quite rude.  They quickened
their gait and it was clear they wanted to distance themselves from me.  I
heard them chattering together as we had approached and then they both went
silent before entering the pathway.  They remained silent ahead of me and
when they arrived and opened the main door, the blond ushered the darker
one in through the door; and quickly following, let the door swing closed
just as I came up to it.
   "Bitch," I growled under my breath, and I inserted my key in the lock
and let myself in.
   The entrance revealed stairs that went straight to the next level, as
there was only one apartment on this ground level.  As I walked through the
door they were three quarters the way up the stairs to the next level and
the blond was half turned back looking down at me with a scowl on her face;
the dark girl shielded by her body.  She had read my mind.  Despite their
rudeness, I had consoled myself that at least I could check out their asses
as they climbed the stairs.  The blond was clearly onto this thought and as
she crabbed sideways up the stairs I was prevented from ogling their butts.
The arrived on the second floor and turned to take the next flight of
stairs to the top third floor.  They took this transition as an opportunity
to accelerate ahead of me and by the time I reached our floor, I caught the
sight of the blond vanishing into a doorway along the hall and opposite my
apartment door.  I hadn't seen them move in but they must be new arrivals
as I had never encountered them before.  I smiled derisively at their
fleeing from me and put them down as conceited bitches who thought they
were too good to talk to a single guy in their apartment complex.  I sat
down in front of TV and had a beer and some chips before I fixed dinner,
and I forgot about the two of them.  And it was peculiar how I never
actually encountered them again.  Well at least for a couple of months
anyway.  I did not know which car or cars were theirs so I couldn't say
whether or not they were in or out when I was home.
   I had my eye on a 1968 Corvette convertible that a guy from my work was
thinking of selling.  His wife was close to having their first child and he
had been given the word to sell the car in anticipation of needing a family
vehicle for when the baby was born.  Doug hedged about the price but I
finally got it for seventeen thousand five hundred.  It was a convertible
but it had the Hardtop shell as well; though Doug could not store it at his
apartment so it was at his parents' house.  He would take a week or two to
get it back.  I had scraped all available cash together and I was relying
heavily on a six-monthly endowment my grandparents had set up via a family
trust.  I had used the money to pay for my college so far and it was now
repaying my student loan, although I had drawn on the last six months by
way of an advance from my dad, to buy the car.  Dad was just as excited
about it as I was and he'd insisted I drive home to Connecticut, first
chance I got, to show the old car off.
   I was sitting in my new light blue pride and joy out front of our
apartment building the day I brought it home, when a car pulled up two
empty parking spaces away from me.  I didn't take any notice and it was
only when I heard the car door slam that I looked across to it.  There was
the tall dark haired girl standing by the small innocuous gray Saturn Ion;
holding some books to her chest and staring at me and my car.  As soon as I
looked across she looked away and began walking to the path to the front
door.  `Fuck you to,' I thought noting her deliberately ignore me.  I
studied her nice ass in tight low rider jeans and became more interested
when I could make out the thin pink waist string of what was clearly thong
underwear she was wearing.  `Oh baby, you might be a bitch but you are a
hot bitch' I thought luridly as I saw glimpse of her underwear against the
gap of flesh of her back; between her tank top and jeans waist.  The thin
material disappeared as she walked, and losing interest, I went back to
scanning the original papers for the car.  I glanced across to check her
progress to the door and noted she had stopped halfway to the front door.
She slowly turned and I saw she was looking across at me so I put my head
down to deliberately ignore her; pay her the same respect that she had now
shown me twice.  I looked at the papers but I was not reading them as I was
conscious she was coming back towards me.  I could sense her approaching
down the path to the parking bays and soon I heard her voice call.
   "That's a nice car," she said simply and I looked up and she was a few
steps from me.
   From the front I saw her nice body and firm boobs tight under the
off-white tank top.  She wore a light orange tee shirt under it and I could
not make out any bra lines under both garments so assumed she was braless.
Her jeans were sexy tight and the vee of her pubis and crotch obvious;
framed by her slim thighs clad in the tight denim.  There was a shock of
bare tummy and the low waist of the jeans showed the faint curves where her
tummy gave way to the lower abdomen and upper thighs by her hip bones.  It
was very tantalizing to see.  Her face was kind of long with a narrow jaw
line and high cheek bones; her pretty face was framed by her shoulder
length auburn hair.  She looked about twenty-two or twenty-three and I
believed the books were text books so deuced she was still at college.
   "Thanks," I answered cheerily.
   I was amazed she had doubled back and I was keen to continue the
contact.
   "Have you just bought it?" she asked coming up to the side of the car.
   "Yep...I bought it from a guy at work who had to sell it because he
needed a family car.  His wife is having a baby," I explained.
   "Bummer for him," she grinned and her smile really lit up her face.
   I laughed and agreed.
   "But now I remain poor while I refurbish her," I said ruefully.  "I'll
be poor for years," I said, and feigned looking sad.
   "But you've got a beauty here," she said genuinely impressed.
   "True," I agreed.
   I was fearful this had exhausted the conversation but she leaned against
the side and started to peer inside the car as I had the top down.
   "Did you get the hardtop?" she asked "These had a hardtop option as
well."
   "Do you know something about these?" I asked a little surprised at her
question and statement.
   "Yeah...my dad had one...older than this...a '64...this is the '67/68
big block if I'm not mistaken.  The 327 motor," she added.
   I grinned at her.
   "You certainly do know your cars," I said with a chuckle.  "Hop in and
get a feel for it."
   She looked at me suspiciously and then I was surprised she looked around
the car park furtively as if someone was watching, and then snorted a small
laugh and `OK' and walked around the rear and came up to the passenger's
door.  She opened the door and I watched as she tested how it hung.  I was
impressed.  She was looking for a droopy door due to worn door-hinges. 
Satisfied it was solid, she stepped in and I glanced at her quickly as her
legs were opened as she slid in.  `Oh yes, you are hot,' I thought.  She
glanced at me and I noted there was a slight grimace on her face as she
knew I had ogled her crotch as she got in.  She studied the dash and peered
under the dash line to the firewall and then looked at the seats and
behind, to the fabric top folded behind the seats.  I said nothing and just
let her take in the condition; and obviously satisfied, she nodded at me.
   "She's in quite good condition," she said.  "It needs a bit of work on
the upholstery and the dash is a bit tattered but there are a number of
places that specialize in renovating old car interiors," she said.
   "Yeah Doug...the guy who sold it to me...he gave me a list of garages
and businesses in a fifty mile radius that would provide services to give
her the whole works," I said.
   "What's first?" she asked looking at me.
   While she asked a question, my mind was concentrating on taking in her
appearance and a warm feeling was running through me.  She made eye contact
and I felt a little embarrassed by her stare and I was sure she sensed what
I was thinking.
   "Ah...sorry...oh...what do I do to it first?" I stammered. 
"Ah...well...I need to get the engine cleaned and pressure tested and see
if there are any cylinders down on compression; a sort of wellness check on
the motor with a mandatory replacement of any belts and hoses.  Then if the
motor is sound enough, even for six months to a year, probably refurbish
all the bushes and shocks as a mandatory exercise before addressing any
can-wait motor ailments.  To basically re-swing the suspension, as new," I
said relating what my dad had suggested I do.
   She nodded in agreement.
   "And then the interior and bodywork one way or the other," she said
articulating what I was about to conclude with.
   "Probably the body...they can lift it right off the chassis and treat it
for corrosion and paint it.  The body is alloy not steel," I added.
   "Yeah I know," she said looking outside the door line to the side guard
as if checking for old dents or wrinkles; perhaps from past crash repairs.
   It was a cursory check she gave; just to endorse she knew what she was
saying.  I watched her as she looked away and I felt an urge to just jump
her and kiss her.  It was a foolish urge but she affected me.  Her initial,
seemingly rude, indifference was a memory and now here she was so close;
and she had an obvious knowledge and interest in my new toy that made her
even more desirable.  She looked back and caught me staring at her and
frowned a little and stared me straight back.  I caved in and looked away
quickly.  I glanced back and she had an impish grin on her face and she was
looking straight ahead.  The books still clasped to her chest as if hiding
her boobs form view.  She knew she had stared me down and was reveling in
it.
   "You didn't say you had the hardtop," she said with a grin and looked at
me.
   "Oh...sorry...yes you did ask...yes...yes, I have, but Doug has it at
his folks place so I need to go to Nashua to collect once he's arranged to
get it down from the garage rafters where he's stored it.  He doesn't have
room at his apartment," I explained.
   "So what do you do if it rains?" she asked and looked at the sky to
emphasize her question.
   It was bright and sunny and warm and just a perfect day for the top
down. But I knew she meant what if it rained any time.
   "She's a convertible," I said a little surprised she had not seen that.
   "Oh of course...what a dummy I am...of course it's a convertible," she
said looking at the top folded behind us.  "I kept thinking hardtop only."
   "I'm sure you're not a dummy," I said with a grin and looked at the
books she was holding.  "What are you studying?"
   She stiffened and gave me a funny look and then almost sighed in mild
exasperation.
   "Economics," she said looking away.  "Um...I guess I'd better be going,"
she added quickly and moved to get out of the car.
   "Oh...right...well thanks for showing interest in my new boy toy," I
said trying to be lighthearted about my smugness at having a car she
clearly was impressed with.
   She closed the door carefully and gave me a wry look as if I had made a
subtle pass at her.  Then she paused and looked around her.
   "You're not going to keep it outside all the time are you?" see said
sounding a little concerned I wouldn't garage it.
   "The leasing office has a car park in the basement of Block F, I
answered.  "I can have a space there tomorrow as someone is moving out
today.  Quite timely really," I answered.  "But meantime I can raise the
fabric top if it rains.  And the sooner Doug gives the OK for the hardtop,
I can go get it and at least leave the car outside on a day to day basis,
but garage it at night or in bad weather."
   "That's smart.  It would seem a shame to have it out in all weathers,"
she said pleased I had thought about garaging it.  "Well, I'd best be
going. I have some work to do.  See ya," she said and walked around the
front of the car and cut across the grass to join the path mid-way to the
front door of the building.
   She tossed her hair and never looked back as she went inside.  I had a
brief glimpse of her at the window on the half landing as the stairs
changed direction to the second level, and I felt heartened she paused and
stared out at me; or was it the car?  She was a bitch, but a nice bitch
today at least.  I realized I didn't know her name, or she mine.
   ***
   If I hadn't seen her and her blonde room mate for some weeks, suddenly I
seemed to see them nearly every day.  The following day after I had talked
to the dark one, I saw them getting out of a shiny Rav4 as my `Vette
throbbed into the car park and I drove past them to the underground parking
space I had been given.  The dark one gave me a nod of recognition and I
noted the blonde look sharply at her friend and then stood and watched me
drive into the basement of Block F.  I thought it was an odd reaction the
way she glared at her friend.  As each chance passing came and went the
dark girl's greeting was consistent in that she always nodded or waved. 
She made no attempt to approach me or call out and I had decided that for
some reason the blonde simply didn't like me and she was not keen on her
friend seemingly acknowledging me.  This all changed spectacularly one
Sunday morning when I stumbled across them coming up the stairs as I was
leaving my apartment to go to the car and do some minor repairs on the
upholstery.  I had also planned to removed each wheel in turn and check the
disc linings.  The car was booked to have the motor checked the following
Thursday so these were just small things I could do to soak up the
enjoyment of being a classic car owner.  The girls were wearing spandex
tops and track pants and trainers, and each had a towel around their neck
and they were clearly returning from the gym.  I met them at the top of the
stairs as I was about to go down.  I could see both tops were athletic
support type and their boobs were flattened and held firmly by the spandex.
I couldn't help but notice the faint bumps of their nipples against the
taught fabric of their tops.  The track suit bottoms were loose so no
visual enjoyment there.
   "Hey what's up?" the dark one said as she saw me with a tool box and
cleaning rags.
   "Oh, just going to indulge myself in my new toy," I grinned.
   The blonde stared at me indifferently although this time she did not
give her friend the evil eye, but just dropped her head; not looking at
either of us.  I quickly took in the blonde's appearance.  She was half a
head shorter than the dark one and her hair was short, parted in the middle
and cut to appear tatty and scruffy at the ends and side.  She was a little
fuller in the hips despite being shorter than her friend and I gauged her
boobs were bigger as well.  Although she had a nice hourglass figure, she
was more voluptuous than genuinely slender.
   "What are you doing to it?" the dark one said.
   "Oh some small repairs inside to stop rips and tears from getting
bigger, and check the brake discs and calipers," I said breezily, welcoming
her interest in the car once more.
   "Can I help?" she asked and wiped her face with the towel as she was
perspiring from her workout.
   "Lisa..."the blonde started and looked up sharply at her friend.  "We're
going out remember?" she said in a whine of reproach.
   "Yeah but not until three so I can help...what's your name?" she said
brightly looking at me to inquire my name.
   "Adam," I said.  "Adam McEwan."
   "I won't be long Darce" she said looking at the blond.  "I'll take a
shower and come down," she said turning to me, obviously excited she was
going to work on my car.
   "Yeah that's fine," I said with a smile.  "Pleased to have somebody
help...and someone who likes Corvettes," I grinned.
   I was feeling excited to, but only because Lisa had asked my name and
was now going to join me; despite the obvious disapproval of the blond, who
apparently answered to `Darce'.
   `Short for Darcy' I thought.
   "OK well I'll see you soon then," I said and glanced at `Darce' as if to
say `ha, ha, ha, sourpuss'.
   "OK," Lisa said.  "Give me twenty minutes."
   I walked past them and headed down the two flights of stairs.  As I
walked down I heard the blonde girl start to remonstrate with Lisa; voice
lowered so I wouldn't hear but somewhat stern in tone.  I couldn't hear
exactly what was said but I heard Lisa say `there's nothing wrong with it'
and after some more low muttering from the blonde I caught Lisa's voice
saying `my dad and brother used to...' and then I couldn't hear them as
they had walked away from me along the corridor to their apartment.
   Lisa arrived in fifteen minutes; hair still damp at the ends from her
rushed shower and she was wearing a loose fitting pair of dungarees and a
checked shirt and a pair of scuffed old sneakers on her feet.  I grinned at
her clothes.
   "Dressed for action," I grinned.
   "Uh huh," she said and gave me a twirl to show off the unflattering
garb. She had on a Boston Red Sox "B" baseball cap and her hair was in a
ponytail stuffed through the back.  "I feel like Gomer Pyle," she laughed.
"What's first Adam?" she asked.
   "Well while there are two of us, let's do the wheels," I said.
   We worked well together; jacking up the `Vette and removing the wheels
in turn.  We squatted side by side and checked the brake discs and she
explained how her dad used to roll each caliper away to check the pads.  I
had been told to check the disc faces for warping or scratches and didn't
feel confident playing with the calipers.  It was while we were working on
the third wheel that we heard a voice "Lisa...where are you?"
   Lisa looked at me and grinned and put her finger to her lips to shush me
and she bowed her head and stifled a giggle.  I recognized the voice as
Darcy's.
   "Lisa...where are you?" came Darcy's voice again as she came up the
opposite side of the car.  We were crouched on the other side at the front,
and she hadn't seen us as she approached.
   Wooo-ooo-ooo-ooo," Lisa wailed like a ghost," and giggled.
   She had reached one hand to my knee, as I squatted beside her, to steady
herself from falling on her butt as she wobbled about on her haunches from
her stifled giggling.
   "Oh very fucking funny," Darcy snapped as Lisa and I stood and she
stalked off back to the entrance to the garage.
   "Darce...Darce...come back...stop...Darcy don't be a frikken child,"
Lisa called and walked after her friend.
   I stood grinning at the show and noted Darcy had deliberately slowed so
Lisa could catch her.  Having taken her arm, Lisa was laughing and teasing
the girl and then as Darcy seemed to relent on being angry, she embraced
Lisa and the two hugged warmly and Lisa cupped the back of Darcy's head and
pulled her friends head against her shoulder.  Darcy slowly turned her head
and looked straight at me and a smile of triumph came to her lips.  The
realization hit me like a bolt of lightning.  Lisa and Darcy were Dykes;
lesbians.  So that explained their attitude at the first meeting.  I was a
sweaty testosterone fueled man who would think I could woo them and get
into their pants.  On one level I was relieved I had deduced the reason for
their initial aloofness; their rudeness even.  But on the other hand, I was
devastated that neither of these two beauties saw me even remotely
interesting romantically.  `Just my fucking luck' I thought and I felt
gutted inside.  What I did note however, was that when Lisa realized I was
watching she released Darcy with what I felt was deliberate nonchalance.  I
was heartened.  Lisa was now trying to play down the embrace as if it was
two pals making up from a spat.  She had not seen Darcy's look of triumph
in my direction so she did not realize Darcy had tipped me off; or warned
me off as it could have been interpreted as.  Lisa left Darcy and ambled
back over.  Darcy joined us and stood looking a little more secure,
grinning smugly at me.  `You think you've won', I thought about Darcy...
`We'll see about that.' "OK ma'am," I said to Lisa.  "Let's finish what we
started," and I looked at my watch.  It was noon.
   "Yes sir," she said and saluted and walked briskly to the far side of
the car.
   I glanced at Darcy who stared at me with that smile of triumph.  `In
your dreams' the smile said and I turned and joined Lisa at the left front
wheel.
   We had just finished making repairs to some small rips in the door panel
upholstery.  Lisa was kneeling outside working on the open passenger's door
and Darcy was sitting behind the wheel; observing without helping.  I knew
she was here to watch Lisa and me so we couldn't develop any camaraderie
that might cause her concern.  My cell phone rang and it was Doug.  His
folks had taken the hardtop down in their garage and could I pick it up
today.  I was excited that it was finally available and excitedly jotted
the Nashua address down on a scrap of paper I found in the glove
compartment.
   "Who hoo," I shouted when Doug rang off.  "The hardtop is ready."
   "Neato," Lisa said and stood up.  She looked funny in her dungarees; the
straps over her breasts, encased in the flannel checked shirt.
   She had reversed her cap as the peak kept bumping the car as she
crouched in to mend the small rips.  I stood and looked at her and in that
instant some feeling passed between us.  She stood almost transfixed with
her eyes locked to mine and I know she felt it to as she suddenly realized
she was staring and looked quickly at Darcy.  Fortunately for Lisa, Darcy
was lightly rotating the steering wheel as if mentally driving the `Vette
and didn't see the look Lisa and I exchanged.  `You might be a Dyke,' I
thought looking at Lisa checking Darcy with a worried look, `but you're
definitely interested in me.  Otherwise you wouldn't be worried that Darcy
saw our look at each other'.  My sprits rose as I realized Lisa might not
be a confirmed lesbian.  Maybe she was a switch hitter.  Maybe she might
bat for my team.
   "Would you like to come for a jaunt up to Nashua?" I asked Lisa
breezily.
   "Oh she can't," Darcy said quickly and firmly.  "We have to go out."
   "That's at three Darce," Lisa remonstrated with Darcy.  "We'll be there
and back by two thirty, won't we Adam," she said looking at me.
   "Sure.  It's only thirty minutes there; say thirty minutes to fit the
top and thirty minutes straight home.  Loads of time... an hour all up," I
said trying to sound convincing
   "Yeah of course, I'd love to come for a drive," she said
enthusiastically.  "I'll shuck the hick duds and be right back," she said
and without looking at Darcy, she quickly turned and sped out of the car
park.
   I looked at Darcy who was sitting with a sullen expression on her face
staring at the steering wheel she was still holding.
   "Would you like a drive some time?" I asked softening my approach and
slipping into the passenger's seat.
   "Nah, not really," she said diffidently.  "I'm not much into
cars...especially old cars," she said as if trying to subtly put the car
down.
   "OK...no matter," I replied.  "So how do you like the Toyota?" I asked
referring to her Rav4.
   "It's great," she said diffidently and then turned to look at me. 
"You're wasting your time you now," she said and stared at me.
   "What do you mean Darcy?" I asked playing dumb.
   "You know," she said sullenly.
   "Don't think I threaten you," I began.  "I don't and I won't.  I like
Lisa because she likes this car and as far as I am concerned that is that,"
I said and regretted buying into this little pissing contest over Lisa.
   I wasn't ready for my suspicions to be so brutally endorsed.  Darcy was
going to see that I knew Lisa was hers, and at the very least, rooted in
her lesbian sexuality.
   "Like yeah, like sure your just wanting to be a friend," Darcy said
derisively, obviously disbelieving my lofty assessment of my motives. 
"I've seen the way you look at her...at us."
   "Don't flatter yourself," I said acerbically.  "There's more to women
than tits and asses.  Lisa's demonstrated that to me already."
   Lisa saved the awkward exchange escalating by thundering full speed into
the parking garage and pulled up beside the passenger's door and stood
stooped and gasping, with one hand on her chest and other on the door as
she gasped to collect her breath.  She had changed rapidly into the low
rider jeans and a light blue cotton shirt that overlapped her hips so there
was no bare midriff to view this time.
   "Oh goody, looks like I get to drive," she giggled noting me sitting in
the passenger's seat.
   "We'll see," I said wryly with a grin.  "Let's get out on the open road
first; and then we can think about you driving."
   "Fantastic," she exclaimed and came around to the passenger's door and I
got out and let her get in.
   Darcy got out from behind the driver's seat and stood with her arms
folded giving Lisa a stern look as I slipped past her and got in behind the
wheel.  I started the car and the big V8 throbbed into life and I engaged
reverse and slowly backed out of the parking space in a sharp turn; to then
engage first gear and drive out of the underground car park.  Darcy cut a
lone disconsolate figure as Lisa sat beaming with a goofy look on her face;
enjoying the sound of the engine.  She looked back at Darcy and waved and
we were gone.  I drove sedately to the on-ramp to I-95 and then gunned the
big engine and the car lurched forward and we were away; the warm summer
breeze ruffling our hair as we sped up I-95 to I-93 and Nashua.  Lisa
whooped a cry of glee as she felt the G-force of the car push her back in
her seat as I accelerated onto the interstate highway.
   "That was so cool I nearly wet myself," she shouted and giggled and
beamed her enjoyment at being in the car.  *** Doug's parents were a
delight.  Doug's dad helped put the hardtop on the car as his mother
prattled on to Lisa about the impending birth of their first grandchild;
and how it was a shame but `the car had to go' to make way for a family
car. The interior of the hardtop was stained with bird poop and I made a
mental note this needed recovered.  As we reversed out the drive onto the
street, waving to Doug's mom and dad, Lisa leaned over to me.
   "Can I have a drive?" she said in a little girl's voice, and pulled a
little girl face and batted her eyelids at me; as if I wouldn't be able to
resist.
   "Have you handled a stick shift before," I asked a seriously.
   "I have handled a stick shift before," she said mocking my tone.  "And I
might say I was darned good at it...or so I was told," she said and
sniggered.
   Was it my imagination or was their double meaning in her answer?  I
grinned knowingly and she smiled sweetly, trying to look innocent.
   "Well OK," I said cautiously.  "But no doughnuts or wheel stands," I
warned, and climbed out and let Lisa drag herself across the center console
and sit behind the wheel.
   Lisa was a good driver and she did know how to shift the gears up and
down as the traffic ebbed and flowed.  She was singing out loud and making
`v-r-o-o-o-o-m' noises each time she gunned the big block V8 to overtake.
   "Dad used to let me drive his before I had my driver's permit," she
yelled over the noise of the big engine and the roar of the wind from her
open window.
   "Is that where you learned how to drive a stick shift," I grinned
wanting to pick up the thread of the double meaning I had thought I had
detected when she got into drive.
   "Well on one level, yes," she called.  "But I became more proficient at
it later on," and she beamed at me enigmatically; and as if to tease me,
she poked her tongue out at me a little and looked back at the road
laughing to herself.  She yelled "whoo hoooo" and punched the gas pedal to
fly past a Camry in the middle lane.
   I thought I caught her drift.  Had Lisa been with a man even if she was
now in a lesbian relationship?  The possible answer `yes' gave me optimism
there might be some opportunity for me somewhere down the track, despite
Darcy's vigilance.  And my nice light blue Corvette might just be the key
to get inside Lisa's panties.
   ***
   The following week I dropped the car off at the small garage that
specialized in older cars.  They would need it for a couple of hours to do
an assessment on the engine.  I mooched around and had lunch and when I
returned the news was all good.  The compressions were all in specification
and the older mechanic said there was no telltale bearing rumble or piston
slap.  He also checked the gearbox by road testing it and said the clutch
needed adjusting.  I booked it in for the weekend as he hadn't planned time
to do it this visit.  I arrived home from work later than usual, having
made up the time I was at the garage.  I had no way to get to work while
the car was being checked so I had to wait.  As I was starting dinner at
about eight o'clock there was a knock on my door.  It was Lisa.
   "How's the engine," she said keen to hear the automotive report.
   "Hello Lisa...nice to see you again Lisa...come in Lisa," I laughed,
teasing her about her lack of greeting.
   "Oh hi Adam," she said in a gruff goofy voice as if mocking me.  "How's
the fucking car Adam," and she laughed and walked into my apartment and
looked around.'
   "Geez Adam...what a dump," she exclaimed.  "Are we in the same apartment
building and the same apartment type?" she said as she regarded the Spartan
furnishings I had scraped together.
   I grinned at her sarcasm and my heart beat faster at her appearance. 
She had on a denim mini skirt and white blouse unbuttoned daringly at the
breast so I could see a hint of the juncture of what must have been a half
cup bra; judging by the glimpses of the tops of her breasts as she moved
about.  She was bare foot having come from just along the corridor.
   "Wisenheimer," I laughed and ambled back to the kitchen.
   "What's for dinner Adam?" she asked still using the goofy voice, and she
came up behind me and leaned into me as she peered over my shoulder.
   We both froze as her breast pressed into me, realizing in the same
instant that we were in more intimate contact than she had probably
intended.  I was standing with my spoon in the ground beef I was making
with bolognes sauce and I slowly turned to her; our faces inches apart. 
She raised her eyes from viewing the contents of the pan and our eyes met
and we stood pressed together with our eyes locked, gazing at each other.
Ever so slowly we made that small movement that is made as the prelude to a
kiss.  As we moved what seemed like slow motion towards each other I saw
her eyes start to close and her mouth open.  She was waiting.  We
kissed...and kissed...and a warm feeling rolled through me scalp, flushing
my face and down my neck and spine and into the pit of my groin.  We slowly
adjusted our body positions and soon we were in a full frontal embrace,
leaning against the bench by the stove.  Kissing and searching our tongues
in each others mouth.  Lisa's open and sloppy and I detected she was
becoming aroused by the kiss as her hands roved my back.  I moved one arm
slowly to the gas burner control and turned the flame off.  As we kissed I
slowly guided Lisa around the end of the bench and to my old couch in the
middle of the room.  I caught her eyes open and glance off towards the
couch and my heart froze in fear as I thought she would come to her senses
and break off the clinch.  But she didn't and when we came to the middle of
the seat of the couch, she sat back and I stooped to maintain the kiss. 
Her hands slipped from my back and went quickly to my flies.  Lisa opened
my flies, and still kissing me, she reached into the flap of my boxer
shorts and took my erection in hand and gasped as she kissed me; pulling it
clear of my Dockers, and slowly jacked it.  She broke the kiss and gasped
"oh Christ what are we doing" but if she had any doubts, they were
dispelled as her mouth lowered over my cock and she began to give me
exquisite head.
   I had eased her off sucking my cock when I was scared I would loose it
and I'd pushed her back and pulled the thin triangle of her thong underwear
away from her vulva.  It was then I had noted she was shaved bare.  I went
into her with my tongue and she lifted her legs over my shoulders and for
nearly ten minutes I sucked and nipped at her labia and clitoris, sliding
three fingers deep inside her wet, loose sex; her skimpy thong pulled into
the crease of one thigh at her groin.  She loved every minute of what I was
doing and occasionally moved her butt on the couch to get my head in place
so my tongue was on the right spot.  She went through her first orgasm
about three minutes in and gasped and groaned and gave an almost hysterical
laugh of delight at what she was experiencing.  I worked on and eventually
she came a second time; this time jerking nearly upright and forward as she
crushed my face between her thighs; finally letting the orgasm rip through
her as she fell back and along the couch.  I quickly stood and pushed my
pants and shorts right down to my sued brogues and kicked the shoes and
pants clear.  She lay watching me with half closed eyes; heavy no doubt
from the twin releases in such a short time.  I leaned over her and she
moved one leg up along the couch seat at the back, and the other splayed
off the couch on the floor; and I slid easily into her.  She sighed `oh God
what am I doing' once more but as if to betray the caution in her question,
she wrapped her arms around me and I fucked her slowly.  Drawing out the
pleasure I was gaining from her gorgeous body.  I slid a hand inside the
shirt and for the first time, worked one breast inside the bra cup.  She
deftly opened the shirt and hitched the bra off her breast and I craned my
neck to kiss the magnificent globes and suckle and nip the nipples with my
teeth; causing her to gasp and wince quietly.  It was in this way that I
built up the pace and deeper penetration and came hard as she gasped and
held me tight to her; as I filled her with what seemed like endless spurts
of cum.  At first I thought she had managed a third orgasm but as I raised
my head to look at her, as I had wrung the last drops of cum from my cock,
I could see her lips trembling and she was fighting to keep herself from
sobbing, as tears streamed down her pretty face.
   "What have we done?" she whispered and sobbed quietly and crushed me to
her as her body started to convulse gently as she had finally surrendered
to the sobs.
   ***
   That first time was to be a watershed in our relationship.  The minutes
that followed were to set the scene for the foreseeable future.  I thought
the crying was purely an emotional release of the obvious sexual tension
between us finally being consummated.  But as she tried to bring her crying
under control, she kept repeating "I'm a bad person...a bad, bad person"
she sobbed and sat up and dragged herself back against the couch.  This
caused me to slip from her sweet warmth and so I stood and quickly pulled
my pants up and made myself decent again.  She glanced at me, her pretty
face twisted with crying, and she reached between her legs and repositioned
her underwear I had pulled aside to get at her sex; and then she stood and
turned away from me.
   "I have to go," she sobbed and made to walk to the door.
   "Lisa, wait...what's wrong?" I asked with concern; confused at her
obvious remorse for what had happened.
   I took and arm and turned her to me and wrapped her in my arms.  She did
not hug me but instead put her hands to her face and used her upraised
elbows and forearms to push lightly against my chest.
   "Don't Adam," she said and she wriggled as if to repel me; but without
much conviction.
   "Lisa...Lisa...tell me what's wrong...I don't understand," I said
plaintively.
   I was totally confused at her reaction to our sex.  I had thought she
had wanted it and had enjoyed it unconditionally; just as I had.
   "Come on...sit down and tell me what's the matter...we can't leave
things like this; you rushing away, clearly upset," I said trying to reason
with her.
   She looked at me and wiped big tears from her eyes as I ushered her to
the couch, and she sat in the crook of the arm and the back and pulled her
legs up, wrapping her arms around her shins; her chin now resting on her
knees.  Certain she wouldn't run for it, I went to the kitchen and took a
can of soda from the fridge and poured half into a glass.
   "Here...drink this," I said handing her the glass.  "It will refresh
you."
   She took the glass with a quiet "thanks" and sipped the cold Sprite.  I
sat facing her; placing one hand on her hand, on her knee.  She took my
hand and held it.  `That's a positive sign' I thought.
   "Tell me what's caused you to be so unhappy," I began quietly.  "A few
minutes ago it was absolutely magic...wasn't it?"
   "Yes...yes...it was...it was beautiful," she said and gave a little
shudder as she stifled another sob, though the tears had stopped.  "It was
magic...as you say."
   "So why all this talk of you being a bad person," I said and smiled,
trying to inject some warmth into her mood.
   She shuddered and sniffed as another sob shook her and she sipped the
soda, not looking at me.  Finally she lifted her head and looked at me.
   "Darcy and I are lovers," she said quietly.  "Partners...you
understand?"
   I gripped her hand and squeezed it.
   "I know that silly," I said and grinned.  "I had worked that out on
Sunday...or rather Darcy dropped the broadest hint...in the parking garage
when you embraced her...just after you teased her when we were hiding
behind the car," I explained with a smile.  "You didn't see the expression
she gave me when you hugged her.  I knew instantly it was more than
friendship...she made that clear, like she had won a battle with me," I
explained.
   This admission did not help.
   "Then why did you allow this to happen?" she said a little irritated. 
"You went along with me cheating on her," she wailed and the tears flowed
again and she looked around for somewhere to discard the glass as she made
a move to stand up.
   "Whoa...whoa Lisa...stop right there...stop it...stop it..." I said and
moved to hold her on the couch.
   She didn't fight much and I took the glass of soda from her in case she
dropped it and got Sprite over her clothes.
   "It's OK...if we both wanted it to happen...and I'm sure you did as much
as I did," I said and I bent my head to look up into her face; as she had
bowed her head in apparent shame of her actions.  "Didn't you!" I exclaimed
to emphasize I knew she did.
   She nodded feebly and then looked up at me and sniffed.  I rummaged in
my pocket and found the plain white handkerchief I always carried; neatly
fold so as not to make a visible lump in my pocket.  I handed it to her and
she took it with both hands and wiped her eyes and nose.  I moved back from
her as she slid her feet off the couch so she was sitting normally leaning
against the back of the couch and I moved in beside her; our legs touching
as I slid my arm around her shoulders.
   "Tell me why you think this was so wrong, and why you think you are a
bad, bad person," I said and forced a little chuckle to try and lighten her
mood.
   She wiped her nose and clutched the now crumpled and damp handkerchief
in one hand.  I held the other hand and coaxed her to intertwine her
fingers with mine and sitting this way she explained her problem.
   "Did you ever see Friends?" she asked.
   "Friends?  What friends?" I asked quizzically.
   "The TV show...a sitcom about friends in New York," she said.
   "Oh...TV...maybe...I can't recall.  I seldom watch TV at the best of
times.  Maybe the news, that's all," I said not being familiar with the
show she was talking about.
   "On this show there was Ross and he was married to Carol," she began. 
"Carol met a beautiful woman called Susan at a woman only gym.  Carol felt
something for Susan that she couldn't explain and Susan, sensing Carol had
these feelings, confessed that she...Susan...was a lesbian.  Carol was
enthralled by Susan and she wanted the opportunity to see what being with a
woman was like.  But she also did not want to hurt Ross...her husband...by
having an affair with Susan.  She was strongly bi-curious I guess," Lisa
said and wiped her nose with the handkerchief and looked at me to confirm I
was following.
   "So what happened then?" I asked to show I was interested in her
retelling of the plot.
   "Carol convinced Ross that their marriage was stale...or needed
revitalizing sexually," she continued.  "So she convinced Ross they find
another woman to join them in bed.  Of course he didn't think their
marriage was in any rut but he was fascinated...excited...by the thought of
being with two women and eventually he agreed, and Carol brought Susan to
join them in bed"
   "So they had a three-way?" I said catching the direction she was headed.
   "Yes, only Ross soon discovered his needs...or desires...were overlooked
as Susan and Carol made love almost exclusively with Ross superfluous to
their pleasure."
   "So what happened then?" I asked wondering what the point to this was.
   "Carol eventually admitted to Ross that she now knew she was a lesbian
and asked Ross for a divorce, to be with Susan," she said.  "This story was
all told in a series of flashbacks so the continuity was kind of not there
but these were the basic facts that were revealed."
   "In a sitcom?" I asked somewhat incredulously.
   "You had to watch the show to appreciate the humor in what must have
been a traumatic time for Ross...who was one of the central characters to
the show.  In the beginning you never saw anything of Carol or Susan, but
as there had been many episodes with the reference to Ross being divorced
because his wife turned out to be a lesbian, I guess they ran the flashback
to fill in the story.  Carol and Susan were bit players most of the time,
because Carol got pregnant before she and Ross split up so there was now
their son to consider; who should be in Ross's life even though the baby
lived with Carol and Susan.  So on visitations and suchlike...Carol and
Susan popped up occasionally with Ben...the baby son...coming to visit
Ross; to make the whole thing more real."
   "Well it sounds sort of plausible," I said skeptically, still confused
as to why she was going on about the sitcom.
   "But what does this have to do with you being a bad person?" I asked
still wondering why she had reacted so sadly.
   "Because I'm Carol," she said and stared at me and tears welled up in
her eyes and she quickly dabbed them with the handkerchief.
   "And Darcy is..." I started to say but she interrupted.
   "Susan..." she said nodding to emphasize I had guess correctly.
   "So...who was Ross?" I asked looking at her.
   "Andy...my ex-boyfriend Andy," she said and wiped her eyes again.  "We'd
been together since high school in Springfield.  We came to Boston to do
college together and we moved in when we were both in our sophomore year at
BU," she said.
   I sat back and stared at the blank TV screen opposite me and pondered
her TV tale and the parallel she had drawn with her life with Andy and
Darcy.
   "So you think that you are seeing a parallel again?  With my car for the
gym...and Darcy the partner you have cheated on; and I'm the equivalent of
Susan, or Darcy as she was to you and Andy?" I said making the connection
to her previous situation and the sitcom.
   "Yes...and that's the big difference...you said it right there...I
cheated...that makes me a bad person," she said and she started to weep,
clutching the handkerchief over her mouth to mute her crying.
   "That's rubbish," I said firmly.  "You are NOT a bad person.  People
find temptation everywhere...in many things...and often give into it...but
that does not necessarily make them bad people.  Maybe just bad judgment or
moments of weakness perhaps; but you are definitely not a bad person Lisa,"
I said firmly and stared at her to emphasize my point.
   "And the major difference from the TV to your situation with Darcy and
your Andy, and with me, is totally different; apart from being nothing more
than examples of the eternal triangle," I said.
   "How do you figure that out," she exclaimed, and looked skeptical of my
statement.
   "It's not unnatural for you or this TV Carol to be confused by
bi-curiosity," I began.  "But you have already lived with Andy...in a
normal hetero relationship, so coming to me today was not something new for
you.  Maybe the fact you are with Darcy is like being with Andy...as
partners...but you have followed feelings you understood and knew what to
expect; whereas before you had strong feelings for a woman you could not
understand and wanted to explore them...if I get that bit right," I said.
   "I think you're splitting hairs," she said quietly and didn't look at
all convinced.
   "Maybe, but I think it is a valid difference.  What you, we, have done
is nothing more than the eternal triangle with the subterfuge that goes
with most infidelity...and by the way; I think the fact you and Darcy are
not married makes it less like infidelity than say, if you were married.  I
don't doubt it is cheating or two-timing but that's the way of these
situations.  But in the examples before, Andy and TV Ross were part of the
action and could see it unfold.  I actually think that can be more
traumatic...or just as traumatic at least.  It's like the old saying;
"beware someone who would stab you in the back, but fear someone who would
stab you in the front," I said sagely.  "Ross and Andy were stabbed in the
front; they saw it coming but at the last minute they couldn't stop
it...that must have made them feel terrible," I concluded.
   "Your right in that sense," she said sadly.  "Andy was gutted.  He's
never spoken to me since.  As well as being my boyfriend he was my best
friend," she said and sniffed back another sob.  "I can't go through that
again with Darcy," she said.  "I love her so much."
   The last remark flattened me.  I had been so much on a high after the
great erotic sex; and then let down by her crying and self recrimination at
thinking she was a bad person.  Gradual disappointment as we explored the
reasons.  But the `I love her' comment floored me.  It was not what I
wanted to hear from her.  I felt lost with nowhere to take this other than
trying to grovel, and appeal to her feelings that she clearly had held for
me up to and including the sex on the couch.
   "So what does that mean...for us?" I said cautiously and looked away
dreading her answer.
   "There can be no `us' Adam," she said sadly and squeezed my hand.  "This
was wrong; and maybe like you said, bad judgment or giving in to
temptation," she said.
   Her voice sounded stronger and more assured and I knew all to well she
was becoming more determined in her assessment of what had happened as
being a bad thing; even if it was enjoyable while it lasted.  She stared at
me and shook her head sadly.
   "There is no `us' Adam...there is no us," she repeated quietly and stood
up, smoothing her skirt and buttoned her shirt, and then wiped her nose
with the handkerchief.
   She looked at the handkerchief.
   "I'll wash and iron it.  I'll leave it at the door," she said and turned
to walk to the door.
   "Wait Lisa," I said sharply, and jumped up.  "Is that it...you spend
time with me...wrestle on the couch with me and then after a dose of
post-orgasmic guilt, I get the kiss-off," I exclaimed trying to make myself
out as the aggrieved party.
   She looked confused by my reaction but then her face slowly hardened.
   "You got what you always wanted," she said acerbically.  "You got into
my pants just as you had wanted all along; using my love of the car as an
excuse to get me in the sack...on the couch," she said waving her hand at
the couch.  "I can't think of any more I should do if the feeling is not
there...and in fact my feelings are for someone else," she barked.  "You
got laid Adam, so don't moan about me not wanting to come back.  Think of
it as a one night stand...the only difference is I'm right along the
corridor.  But just like a one night stand, I won't be back," she said
raising her voice, and she almost spat out `I won't be back'.
   She whirled away from me and left the apartment, slamming the door.  I
belatedly ran after her; to do what, I have no idea.  The door slammed
closed as I came to it.  I stood feeling pissed and lost at the same time.
`She didn't mean it...I know she felt something for me...it wasn't just the
fucking `Vette...she did feel what I felt' my mind raced as I blindly
stumbled back to the couch and sat down with a thump.  I felt like shit.  I
had just had probably the most erotic sex in my life, and I sat here with a
limp, gooey, dick; the faint odor of sex just enjoyed, and I felt like
shit!
   ****
   If Lisa had planned to avoid me she was really good at it.  I never saw
her.  On occasion I did see Darcy coming and going, and a couple of times
when she saw me, she smiled and gave a little wave.  Formal, but
nonetheless she made some sort of effort.  This was a far cry from the
protective Dyke who had shepherded Lisa away from me.  It appeared as far
as Darcy was concerned, I was now trusted.  Had Lisa said something that
made Darcy secure in knowing that I was of no interest to Lisa?  I figured
Lisa would not have told her about us screwing on the couch but Lisa must
have explained her sudden loss of interest in my car.  On the car front, I
had had the suspension on the `Vette worked on and totally re-bushed with
new shocks.  The brakes had been overhauled and the car drove beautifully.
I had to save for some months now, to afford to have the body lifted and
repainted.  And then there would be the final phase of refurbishing the
upholstery and replacing the faded fabric top of the convertible roof. 
Winter was around the corner and I knew I could not afford to complete the
car's bodywork before the first snow.  So I started to look for a small
cheap car to use as a commuter vehicle so I could keep the `Vette under
cover for the winter.  I bought a small Focus with high miles, for about
$1500 and it would do fine to get me to and from work.  The plan would be
to sell the Focus nearer the time for the Corvette repaint and put the
money towards the cost.
   It was in the late October that I met Lily, a Chinese girl who was
attending Harvard Business School.  I met her in a bar at Faneuil Hall
where we both were at with our respective friends.  It was one of those
accidental meetings in the crush at the bar and we hit it off right away.
She was beautiful with very good English as she had been schooled in
English schools in Hong Kong.  She had a very western attitude; not the
usual geek brainy Chinese type I had as a mental stereotype.  Like most
Chinese women, she was slim and lithe; she had long raven hair, and very
exotic in her movements and posture.  We became lovers quite quickly which
was quite radical for her; being as premarital sex and mixed relationships
with westerners was frowned upon in China.  But I knew she regarded it as a
short term fling with little chance it would develop further, because she
would return to her wealthy family in Shanghai after graduation next year.
I knew she would keep the affair from her family and friends in China; and
she would have the satisfaction of knowing she had been sexually
emancipated while being in the US.  To return to the more traditional
values expected of a single woman in China.  It might possibly be to an
arranged marriage with some potential husband, yet unknown; and she would
know that she had at least indulged herself sexually without reproach from
her family.  She'd have her cake and eat it to, as the saying goes.
   Given her socially restrictive schedule, I spent most passionate nights
with Lily in her small one room apartment In Cambridge.  I would arrive
about nine of an evening, having given her time to study before I
distracted her, and we would strip and screw madly for hours before falling
asleep.  She was not a virgin by any means, having admitted to two or three
lovers in her time here in the US.  But I found her insatiable to indulge
herself in sex with me.  It was pure carnal bliss.  Taking time to arouse
her with long slow periods of oral sex; and after she had gone through her
orgasm, slide into her and fuck languidly while she basked in her
afterglow. Then to rise in passion to match me as I finally came hard into
her.  We tried various sex positions.  Once when she was feeling
particularly frisky, she pulled up a website that had a computor generated
series of images of a cyber couple screwing, and the text from the Kama
Sutra by way of explanation.  Often these attempts at turning ourselves
inside out left us giggling uncontrollably and resigning ourselves to the
fact it was nigh on impossible to seriously deviate from the basic
positions of her on top, me on top, or me from behind.  Usually with some
subtle variations of doing it on the floor or on furniture to prove we were
being adventurous.  I took Lily home for Thanksgiving and my parents outdid
themselves by welcoming her warmly.  I had expected them to be cool to an
Asian as they were typical Connecticut snobs who expected I would marry a
nice white American girl with good breeding.  My older brother Luke was
cordial enough but after he had made a remark about `my Gook girlfriend' to
me, I angrily called him a racist asshole and waved my fist under his nose.
My reaction was really a joke as Luke could have snapped me in half without
much trouble; being one of Uncle Sam's finest trained Marine killers.  The
`Gook' tag no doubt from his military indoctrination.  However my venom at
his remark must have worked because he was far more hospitable to Lily and
even conceded how gorgeous she was and condescendingly called me a lucky
bastard.  I knew he never meant it.  Oh he could imagine the delight of
fucking Lily all right, but he never saw it as being a long term
relationship for me.  And of course he was right.
   I took Lily back to my apartment straight from my folk's home in
Fairfield and as we were getting ready to get out of the car, Darcy and
Lisa pulled up near us in Darcy's RAV4.  I sat fidgeting with a CD in the
car's CD player; pretending I was ejecting it; as a diversion to give Lisa
and Darcy time to get to the front door.  I did not want them to see me
with Lily.  Especially Lisa as I had some nagging belief that she still had
feelings for me.  My planned delay to avoid them misfired as Darcy saw me
as she was idly gazing around the complex when they were half way to the
main door.  She obviously saw two heads in the car and she stopped Lisa and
they had an animated conversation with Lisa staring over the top of Darcy's
head in our direction.  The Focus no doubt was a surprise to her, as much
as Lily sitting next to me would be.  There was little option other than to
acknowledge them, as Darcy had seen me looking at them when she first saw
me.  I slowly got out of the car, and waving, headed to the trunk and
retrieved both mine and Lily's bags.  Lily saw me looking across the car
roof at the two women and she looked at me quizzically.
   "Oh, just my neighbors, along the hall," I said trying to be indifferent
towards the girls presence.
   "They look very pretty," she said and gave me a questioning look.
   "Come on, I'll introduce you," I said ignoring the question in Lily's
eyes, and guided her with me by lightly taking her arm.
   She was probably wondering if they were just neighbors or did I know the
girls better than I was letting on?  As if to stake her territory, lily
switched her arm away from my gentle hold and took my hand.  Just to
emphasize her position with me.  As we approached Darcy stood beaming at us
and called `hey there stranger' before we had arrived up to them.  I caught
Lisa's eyes boring into Lily and then they flicked to me and I saw the look
of disappointment; until she realized we were staring at each other and
quickly looked away.  Lily looked up at me and I knew she had caught Lisa's
look.
   "Darcy, Lisa, this is Lily," I said introducing Lily to the girls.
   Lisa mumbled "hello" and in contrast, Darcy gushed "Hi Lily, pleased to
meet you".
   Lisa and I exchanged glances over the heads of the two shorter women and
she gave me a rueful look and her eyes were raised in question.
   "You're Chinese right?" Darcy bubbled.  "Or perhaps Japanese...?"
   "Chinese," Lilly confirmed with a smile.
   "Where from exactly?  My family worked in China for World Vision," she
gushed.  "I lived in China for four years."
   Lisa sharply switched her gaze to Darcy.  This was obviously news to
Lisa.
   "Oh really...whereabouts...when?" Lily exclaimed genuinely surprised at
Darcy's statement.
   In Sichuan Province...from 1992 to '96.  We left when I was ready for
high school," Darcy continued.  "I loved it.  It was fabulous," she
bubbled. "Where are you from Lily?"
   "Shanghai," Lily answered.  "Though I spent three years in Hong Kong
when my father was asked to assist with the handing back the control of
Hong Kong from Britain to China," she answered.
   The two were genuinely interested in the other's story and Lisa
interrupted the chatter by muttering rather shortly, "Darcy it's cold,
let's get inside," and she turned and stalked towards the door.  The three
of us fell into step behind her and I noted Lisa quicken her gait as she
got through the front door.  I watched her, intrigued at her attitude; why
was she so obviously pissed?  Was it because I had a girlfriend or because
her lover was clearly so interested in Lily?  Either way I detected
jealousy in Lisa that was brought about by Lily's presence.  I hoped me and
Lily as an item was the reason and I smiled to myself at that thought.  She
still felt something for me to feel jealous.  I knew it!  When we arrived
outside of my apartment, I stopped and made to open the door.  The two
girls were still babbling animatedly and Lisa was waiting a little
impatiently for Darcy at the door to their apartment; staring in an almost
hostile manner at the three of us by my door.
   "Come and have coffee...or tea," Darcy said.
   "Oh...um...maybe some other time," I said quickly.  "We're
bushed...we've just had a weekend of family for Thanksgiving...and a long
trip, so maybe some other time," I said.
   Lily looked up at me quickly in mild disappointment.
   "Yes...yes...Adam is right," she said agreed apologetically.  "I have
met his family and some of their friends and it has been very tiring," she
said supporting me.  "Not that his family were tiring," she added quickly,
glancing at me.  "They were so nice to me."
   "Maybe some other time," I said to Darcy and then glanced along to Lisa
as if to include her in Darcy's invitation to us.
   Lisa glared at me and looked away and stood with her arms folded and a
sullen expression on her beautiful face.
   "Come on Darce," she called impatiently.  "Let Adam and his friend go."
   "Yes OK Lisa...coming," Darcy retorted a little irritated at Lisa's
apparent indifference; then turning to me she said, "let me know when
you're free and bring Lily and come to dinner," she smiled sweetly, and
then looking at Lily she said "I'd love to catch up and talk more about my
experience in China," and took Lily's hands and squeezed them as if they
were long lost friends.
   Darcy then lightly embraced Lily as a farewell, and then as if to
correct the impression I might think it was an oblique lesbian pass at
Lily, she lightly hugged me as well.  I grinned to myself at this unusual
reaction from Darcy, and as she prepared to move along to Lisa I glanced to
Lisa and saw her standing with her mouth open in shock at Darcy's actions.
I grinned at her and then opened the door with my key and ushered Lily in.
Lilly called goodbye to Lisa and Darcy and I closed the door behind us.
   "They seem nice," Lily said with an inquiring look.
   "Yes they are," I said and placed our bags on the floor by the couch.
   Lily looked around the apartment and I saw her look of disappointment in
how sparsely furnished it was.  She took in the humble scene and looked at
me with her head cocked to one side as if in pity I should live in such a
Spartan environment.
   "What?" I laughed reading her thoughts.  "It'll do me."
   "Oh rubbish," she scoffed.  "You have no idea where to start even if you
did want to redecorate.  You need help Adam; and I am going to help you
make this place habitable for you," she laughed and came to me and we
hugged.
   I made her tea and a coffee for myself and as we waited for the water to
boil she quizzed me on Lisa and Darcy.  I explained how we met and how Lisa
was interested in the Corvette and she seemed to buy my playing down the
two girls meaning to me.  We sat on the couch and she leaned back and
slightly against me, and quietly sipped her tea.
   "I think you and the taller one, Lisa, have been lovers," she suddenly
said.
   I flinched involuntarily at her statement and turned and looked at her.
   "What?" I exclaimed.  "No...no...where did you get that idea from?" and
tried laughing off her comment as being absurd.
   "You say no but I see how she looked at me; and her reaction to you with
me," she said.
   "That doesn't mean we've been lovers," I said continuing to deny the
truth.
   "Hmmm...I don't know...I think you have slept with her," she said in
slight admonishment I might be lying about it.
   "Look...you obviously didn't register it...but if Lisa was annoyed at
you, it was because of the fuss Darcy was making," I said going on the
counter argument that Lisa was jealous of Darcy and Lily not me and Lily.
   "Why would she be irritated because of Darcy and me talking about
China," she exclaimed as if the suggestion was stupid.
   "Why else would one girl be angry about her roommate talking with
another beautiful girl?" I said and raised my eyebrows to emphasize the
question.
   Lily gazed blankly at me not registering my meaning.
   "They are lovers," I said.  "Lesbians...so you see Lisa has no interest
in me.  She was plainly annoyed at Darcy's interest in you."
   "O-o-o-o-o-h-h-h," she said slowly; her expression changing to surprise.
"I see now...so Lisa thought Darcy was playing up to me...in...in a way
that Lisa thought was more than just social interest," she said fitting the
jigsaw pieces in the shape I wanted her to fit them.
   "Exactly my beautiful inscrutable Chinese lover," I chuckled and wrapped
an arm around her shoulder and kissed her forehead.
   "It's exciting thinking about them as lovers," Lily gushed, genuinely
excited at my news.  "They are so pretty...any man would want them...any
woman," she said sipping her tea.
   "Any woman?" I asked quizzically with a slight chuckle.
   "Any woman who had interest in another woman," Lily said, qualifying her
comment.
   "Well at least one woman had interest in you," I chuckled.  "And it is a
little exciting to think Darcy saw you as men would see you?" I said
grinning at her.  "Lisa obviously thought Darcy had the hots for you;
especially since she has been to China and has some affinity with you."
   "Stop it you rude boy," she giggled but sat and I saw a wistful look
come over her face.
   "You're flattered aren't you," I laughed and pulled her affectionately
to me.  "Now that would be a sight; my beautiful dark Chinese girlfriend
and a white blond haired lover," I chuckled lewdly at her.
   "You would really like that?" she said quizzically.
   "Of course I would...as a mere male with voyeuristic fantasies," I said
laughingly and feeling pleased I had deflected her away from Lisa and me.
"But the question is how much would you like that?"
   Lily sipped her tea and looked down at the floor and sat for a moment
and then turned to me.
   "I would like that very much," she said evenly, staring at me to gauge
my reaction.
   "Are you serious?" I said with a laugh, and watched her closely.
   "Yes...yes I am," she said quietly; looking more seriously at me.
   "Have you ever been with a woman before?" I asked but somehow already
knew she had been.
   "Yes...I have," she answered simply.  "And with more than one."
   "Phew," I answered genuinely excited by this admission.  "That sounds so
hot.  When?"
   Lily told me of her first experience with a woman.  Her English
governess in Hong Kong was in her mid-twenties and a closet lesbian.  She
gained Lily's trust and this turned into infatuation on Lily's part; and
they become lovers.  Lily was only fourteen and the governess was a skilled
lesbian tutor for the young teen.  The affair ended when Lily's family
returned to Shanghai and her governess went back to England.
   "Presumably you weren't put off by it," I said
   "Silly boy," she laughed loudly.  "I loved it...I loved Cassie...we were
real lovers," Lily added and her voice trailed off and a sad look came to
her face.
   "Did your parents never suspect?" I asked.
   "Never...at least not as far as I know...it was normal for us to be in
each other's company.  It was her job to be with me so easy to conceal,"
Lily explained candidly.
   "You said more than once," I reminded her.  "Who else?'
   "You are the inquisitive one," she grinned.  "The other time was
here...in Boston...just after I came here," she admitted.  "It was with a
girl from Brazil...Maria...she went back to Brazil after graduation."
   We fell silent, just looking at each; Lily waiting for further questions
to stimulate her story.
   "I've had an affair with Lisa," I suddenly admitted sheepishly.  "Just
once...Darcy doesn't know...Lisa has been in a relationship with a man
before...she's not a lesbian, more bisexual."
   "I guessed it," she said with a smile.  "I could tell she was looking at
you, not Darcy...the blonde one.  Darcy is the true lesbian?"
   I nodded confirming Darcy was the lesbian.  I felt embarrassed having
lied to Lily.
   "I'm sorry I lied to you Lily," I said and hugged her.
   She hugged me back and raised herself a little and kissed me.
   "I forgive you," she whispered and nuzzled my neck.  "It's all very
exciting," she smiled and pecked my cheek.
   She pulled back and looked me in the eyes.
   "Can we go to bed...all of this sexy talk has made me very horny," she
breathed softly in my ear.
   ***
   The sex was hot and wet and we spent time in a 69 clinch; me on top
eating her and she on her back sucking me.  I became very close to cumming
and rolled over her and twisting her around, shoved roughly into her from
behind; Lily lifting herself to kneel as I fucked her.  I Held her hips and
she shoved back as I pushed into her and I was almost in a trance watching
my slippery cock slide in and out of her plump vulva; her labia stretched
around it.  I glanced at her fingers clasping the bedclothes; like a kitten
clawing its mother's fur as it suckles at the nipple.  I felt her fingers
graze my cock and knew she was working her clitoris as I pumped in and out.
I slid one hand up under her belly and found her breasts; massaging them
and pinching the nipples.  We had fucked in this way many times since
meeting, and by now we were well tuned to each others needs; and in this
way, we came to a simultaneous orgasm, and both collapsed in sexual fatigue
as the pleasure rolled through us.
   We rested with Lily nestled in the crook of my arm with me holding her
to me.  We rose after about an hour and I noted the time was just past six
o'clock.  I suggested dinner at an authentic Chinese restaurant not far
from my apartment so we showered and went out at about seven o'clock.  We
sat waiting for our first courses to be served and she looked sheepishly at
me.
   "What?" I said with a grin figuring she was thinking about something.
   "Have you ever been with two women...at once?" she asked.
   "No I haven't" I said watching her.
   "Have you ever thought about it?" she continued and fiddled with her
chopsticks.
   "Yes...sort of...I guess in a male fantasy sort of way," I answered
candidly.
   "Do you wonder what it would be like, say, with Darcy and Lisa...seeing
you have already been with Lisa," she said, smiling at me knowingly.
   "Yes I have," I admitted with a grin.  "A number of times since I found
out they were lovers."
   "So then...could you imagine me and you with another woman?" she said
reworking the threesome to include her.
   "I certainly could imagine it...but I doubt it would be possible," I
said a little dejectedly.  "I am not sure who would go along with sharing
me with another woman."
   "But what if the other woman had the opportunity to make love with a
woman as well as you," she said and studied my face, watching for me to
make the connection.  "To be made love to by a woman as well as you," she
added, reflecting the combinations.
   "You'd need a woman who was bisexual," I said getting her drift.  "No
issues about going with a man or a woman."
   "You said Lisa was bisexual," she said quickly.  "Maybe she...might be a
contender."
   "You would be interested in having a threesome with me and Lisa!" I
exclaimed, raising my eyebrows; feigning skepticism when Lily's obvious
thought process excited me.
   "She clearly has no problem with you...and I have no problem with
you...and she likes being with women to," Lily articulated her thought
train.  "And I would have no problem with Lisa, if she didn't have a
problem with me..." she tailed off.
   "You wicked minx," I said with a chuckle as I saw our server heading our
way with food.
   I grinned at her and she poked her tongue out between her lips and
grinned back, as our server appeared with two dishes of food for us to
share.  We spent a few minutes sharing the food onto our plates and we
tried the food while the server politely waited to see if everything was
Ok. Lily was impressed with the dishes and spoke to the server in Chinese
to compliment her on the food.  The server smiled warmly, bowed politely,
and withdrew to wait for the remainder of our choices to be ready for the
table.  We ate in silence for a few minutes and then Lily looked at me
intently.
   "So, could you get Lisa...or even Darcy...to consider joining us in
bed?" she said evenly.
   "You really want to do this?" I said raising my eyebrows.
   "Of course...but only if you are comfortable with it," she answered
seriously.
   I thought of Lisa's tale of the TV sitcom, and the parallel with her
ex-boyfriend.  Both men had been cut out by the lesbian action.  What would
prevent the same from happening to me?  On the other hand, Lily and I were
fated to end when she went home to China.  And Lisa had had a massive dose
of regret following our only liaison so far.  And who knows, even Darcy
might go along with it once at least and satisfy the prurient male fantasy
of nailing a lesbian that I had.  I didn't really have much to lose.
   "I have no idea how to set this up," I said with a laugh.  "I can't just
say do you want to screw with me and Lily."
   Lily rested her chin on her hands, propped by her elbows on the table,
and gave me a seductive smile.
   "I bet you could say that to Lisa," she said.  "And if you said to
Darcy, how would you like to join me fucking Lily, I believe she would
agree to," she purred knowingly.
   I swallowed hard at the thought.  I excited me.
   "What makes you think Darcy would go along with?" I said curious about
her apparent certainty Darcy would be a player.
   "I told you...I've been with women...I know the look, the subtle hunger,
a woman gives off if she desires another woman.  I saw it in Darcy towards
me.  I know Lisa saw it to but I think Lisa is more interested in you," she
explained confidently.  "I don't think Lisa totally got it like I did. 
It's probably because, as you say, she is more bisexual."
   I sat and pondered Lily's assessment.  I knew she had a strong point
that Darcy at least might play.  But could Darcy play with me or with Lisa
knowing?  If not, how would we get Darcy into the sack and keep it from
Lisa?  I wasn't so sure about Lily's expectation Lisa could go along with
it even.  Like Lily, I saw Lisa perceiving Lily as a rival for me.  I
wasn't so sure Lisa would be interested in sharing; her real issue was
Darcy knowing about her and me.  This wasn't as straight forward as Lily
suggested, yet there was a plausible ring to her assessment.  We finished
dinner and went back to my apartment.  It was now after ten and she went
straight to the bedroom and undressed and climbed in and waited for me.  I
stripped and she adjusted herself and without speaking, pulled my head
between her legs and held me there as I sucked and fingered her sweet cunt.
She deliberately staved off orgasm preferring me to keep her at a
heightened level for maximum enjoyment.  Eventually she urged me to turn
around and she guided me to straddle her so she could take me in her mouth.
We went at it sixty-nine for a short time until she decided I was plenty
hard.
   "Turn around, quickly...come into me...fill me up Adam," she sighed
breathlessly.
   I obliged and lifted her legs up, out and over my shoulders as I impaled
her balls deep, Lily sighing in appreciation of the fullness inside of her.
We fucked languidly for several minutes as I stroked and suckled her
breasts and nipples while I fucked evenly in and out.
   "I'm building...she gasped...some fingers please," and she groaned as I
slid a hand to her clitoris.
   It was awkward but I succeeded in masturbating her as I penetrated and
fucked her and she came hard; hissing and gasping as she shoved her hips
hard to meet my in-thrust as I cried out and lost it.  I filled her again
and collapsed onto her, letting her legs fall away to the side.  We fell
into a deep sleep.
   ***
   Lily's tight schedule was easing as she concluded the final papers of
her studies.  Despite the conversation at dinner about a m�nage with Darcy
or Lisa, or both, I felt Lisa was too hostile to want to approach on the
idea.  I had no idea how to approach Darcy.  Lily and I continued to behave
like we were using sex as oxygen and given the extra freedom from studies;
she stayed more frequently at my apartment and bullied me sweetly into
letting her decorate the living room and bedroom.  She was a marvel and
despite it having a definite oriental appeal with cushions and wall
hangings of an oriental flavor, I had to admit she did a great job.  My
bedding was replaced with more exotic, yet surprisingly low cost covers and
sheets and, over all, the woman's touch made the place far more appealing.
Lily never broached the m�nage topic with me and I let the idea go.  But
the relationship with Lisa took another surprising turn one Monday morning
when Lily and I encountered her as we were all leaving for the day.  I was
taking Lily to the train to get back to Cambridge as I had to go in a
different direction to work.  Lisa was going to college and we happened on
her right outside my apartment.  She looked trapped and was forced into a
phony greeting of delight at meeting us.  I made small talk with her as we
trooped down the stairs and out to our cars.  She wished us a good day and
we parted.
   "She hates me," said Lily ruefully, as she buckled herself in and
looking across me at Lisa reversing out of her parking space.
   "She doesn't hate you," I said chiding her.  "She's just being selfish.
She has Darcy and doesn't want to break it up for me, but she doesn't want
you to have me either.  She's confused about what she wants."
   "I wish I could tell her what we talked about" Lily said looking at
Lisa's departing Saturn.  "Have you said anything?" she asked quickly,
looking at me.
   "I haven't had a chance," I lied.
   The truth was I had studiously avoided contact with Lisa for the
interim. I had decided she had to come to me after our rocky ending some
weeks back.  I wasn't going to risk entrenching her feelings for Darcy by
me pushing my case.  Let her come to her own decision about whether she and
I had any future.  I drove Lily to the commuter rail station and waited
with her for her train; cuddling on the platform in the cool December air.
We kissed goodbye and she boarded the train.  I would come to her place
Thursday.  That evening as I prepared my dinner there was a knock on the
door.  I went and opened it and was surprised to see Lisa standing in the
doorway with a stern look on her face.
   "Lisa...what brings you here?" I began but she ignored the question and
pushed past me into the apartment.
   "What's up?" I said curious as to her behavior, and closed the door.
   She did a double take on the changes to the apartment and walked almost
trancelike into the room, looking at the makeover Lily had made with it.  I
stood and watched her and noted her stern expression turn to one of sorrow;
almost a realization of defeat.  I walked slowly towards her and she turned
and looked at me with a look of pleading in her eyes.
   "I've missed you," she blubbed and burst into tears as she literally
collapsed into my arms.
   It took some considerable time to get her calmed down.  I got her to the
couch and all the while she clung to me and had difficulty making a
coherent sentence as she tried talking and sobbing at the same time.  The
gist of which, she had missed me terribly and that she had torn herself
away the last time she was here knowing her heart wanted her to stay; and
she wanted to be with me but didn't want to hurt Darcy and how could she
hurt Darcy...and so it went until I finally got her to stop crying.  I felt
warmed and heartened that my basic instincts about her feelings towards me
were correct even if I had wavered in that belief.  Eventually she sat in
the crook of my arm, holding my hand as I cuddled her to me on the couch.
She looked up at me like a little child who had just been forgiven for a
bad deed and whispered "I love you Adam, I fell in love with you the minute
I first met you".
   "You were just after my car," I joked trying to make her feel at ease.
   "Stop it," she sniffed and hit me lightly as admonishment for my callous
remark, then gave a little laugh and burrowed against me again.
   She looked around the room and then snorted "I hate it.  It looks like a
Chinese restaurant," she sneered.  "What's the bedroom like?" she said, and
not waiting for my answer jumped up and went through to it.
   By the time I caught up with her, she'd pulled the duvet off the bed and
threw it on the floor in the corner by the windows.
   "Do you do it in here?" she said somewhat aggressively.  "Is this where
you fuck her?"
   She was looking quite magnificent now with an expression of controlled
outrage.  Having confessed her love, she was now behaving like she now had
exclusive ownership of me.  I knew she was feeling jealous about me and
Lily and the thought Lily and I had made love in this bed; whereas Lisa had
never gotten further than the couch with me, albeit in quite enjoyable
circumstances.
   "I'll show you who can fuck," she said crudely and she started to remove
her shirt.
   I raised a hand to make her slow down and she glared at me and continued
to strip.
   "What's the matter Adam, have you forgotten how to take a full sized
woman," she said sarcastically.  "I'm not your toy doll from China," she
said and she shucked her jeans and panties and stood naked.
   God she was beautiful; and she saw the look of hunger in my eyes as I
gazed on her beautiful tall slender body with her large firm breasts and
nipples erect on her large dark aureole.  Her bald pubis; shaven, she said,
so Darcy would not be troubled by stray pubic hair when she went down on
Lisa.  Apparently it was a common lesbian treatment for the majority oral
sex play.
   "Come on, get that cock out," she said and rushed at me and started to
undo my jeans.
   I surrendered meekly.  She stripped my jeans and then stood, almost
cooing in delight, as she stroked me hard cock and then sunk to her knees
and took me in her mouth.  I took the opportunity to remove my shirt and
tee shirt and I stood naked and held her head lightly as she sucked me.  As
soon as she knew I had ended the distraction of undressing, she played to
me like a porn actress plays the camera, as she mouthed and sucked and
jacked me; looking up as if taunting me with her oral prowess on my cock.
After several minutes of behaving like an expert whore, she stood and
pushed me back onto the bed; urging me into the middle and with a look of
almost sadistic pleasure, Lisa mounted me and sighed loudly as she sunk
down on me.  Her hair was grazing my chest as she bowed her head and sighed
in delight and she proceeded to fuck slowly and deliberately up and down on
my cock.  I reached for her beautiful breasts and lay there and massaged
them, and tweaked her nipples as she slowly aroused herself; gasping and
sighing and occasionally lifting her head with her hair caught across her
face as she smiled down at me.  As she started to feel her pleasure rising,
she became more deliberate in pushing herself forward as she moved down on
me; mashing her clitoris hard into my pubis.  And then she would lean back
and slide her butt obscenely around and I stared at her labia splayed
around my cock; shoved against my groin with my pubic bush looking like it
were part of both of us.  She became more animated and I could see her
clenching her teeth as she fought to remain in control of her movements but
she lost it and started wailing and gasping and her head dropped as she
started to cum; holding herself jammed against me as she slowly surrendered
to the feelings sweeping through her.  Eventually she lay along my body; my
cock still lodged inside of her and I wrapped my arms around her back and
maneuvered her over onto her back.  She lifted her arms around my back and
spread her legs wider and muttered "go for it baby...go for it...fuck me
stupid Adam" and she brought a hand to my face and stroked it gently with
her fingers as she gazed into my eyes.  I didn't need any further urging
and I started to fuck Lisa as if our lives depended on it; eventually
lifting her legs out and up and over my shoulders.  I bent my back into
fucking her; cumming hard and loudly as I spewed into her depth. 
Eventually collapsing on her as she had done with me minutes earlier.  We
lay in each others embrace for a short while and then she roused me from a
light doze of afterglow.
   "Adam...Adam...wake up...I have to go," she whispered in my ear.
   I lifted my head and looked at her.
   "What...can't you stay?" I asked a little disappointed she wanted to
leave.
   "I'd best go...Darcy thinks I've gone to the library," she said quietly
as if Darcy would hear.  "Nothing has changed with her," she continued.  "I
have to find a way to break the news that I am in love with you...so I
don't hurt her," she said evenly as she twiddled with my hair near one ear.
   "So you're going to keep sneaking in here under some pretense of other?"
I said frowning at her.
   "It's hard," she said softly.  "I need to find a way to break it to
her," she said and her eyes searched mine hoping to see understanding of
her plight.
   I snorted and dropped my head to the pillow.
   "So I become your sometime lover in the mean time?" I said a little
indignantly.
   "Yes," she said firmly.  "Until the time is right...work with
me...please," she said her voice softening to a plea.
   "And you go on fucking Darcy, and I go on fucking Lily and we take
whatever stolen moments we get?" I said putting the obvious into
perspective.
   "I never thought about it like that," she said, after a pause.  "Do you
have to sleep with the Chink?"
   "Do you have to sleep with the Dyke," I said a little angrily, pissed at
her reference to Lily as a Chink.
   She went silent and her face clouded as she realized I was angry at her
reference to Lily.
   "I mean you don't want me to sleep with Lily yet you will still sleep
with Darcy just for appearances so as not to hurt her feelings.  Why would
I want to hurt Lily's feelings just to be at your beck and call because
you're fearful of hurting Darcy," I reasoned.
   She fell silent once more and then slipped off the bed.  `Oh fuck' I
thought.  `Here we go again.  Another dramatic goodbye; just when I thought
I had gotten her back.' I lifted my head to look at her and she had gone
into the bathroom.  I heard her take a piss and then flush the toilet. 
Next I heard a tap running water and soon she was back in the bedroom.  It
was almost humorous as she tiptoed about as if Darcy might hear her
footsteps in my bedroom.  She didn't look at me as she stooped, and one by
one, gathered each piece of clothing as she dressed herself.  Finally when
she was done, she looked at me thoughtfully and sat on the bed and took one
of my hands.
   "You're right," she began.  "I know deep down I can't expect you to
switch Lily off, and so doing hurt her...perhaps," and expect you to wait
for me to get sorted with Darcy."
   "So what's to be done?" I said staring at her, relieved she had
connected the dots.
   "I'll just have to tell Darcy sooner rather than later...if I want to
make sure you don't get completely head over heels with your little China
girl," she said simply.  "Leave it to me.  The sooner I do it, the sooner
we can be together," she said with a more determined attitude.
   "OK...that's fair," I said.  "We play it normal until you let me know
about you and Darcy."
   "I will be back," she said with a look to emphasize she was sincere.  "I
want to come back...as often as I can," she said and bent down and kissed
me and reached for my groin and lightly pressured my cock under her palm
outside the blanket.  "This isn't goodbye like last time...its hello," she
said and smiled.
   "That's good," I smiled and we kissed again.
   "I'd better get going.  Darcy will get suspicious," she said with a weak
smile.
   "Won't she see your car hasn't moved?" I said.
   "I parked it around the side.  She can't see it.  She'll just assume I
left," she said and grinned at her own cunning.
   She kissed me again and stood to leave with a little wave and headed to
the bedroom door.
   "Lise," I called softly, and she paused and turned to look at me.
   "Birth control," I said remembering she had been in a lesbian
relationship for nearly fifteen months and it was not needed.  "What's to
stop you getting pregnant?" I asked with concern.
   "The first time...the last time I was here...we were OK," she smiled. 
"The rhythm method...thanks to my Catholic upbringing.  I'd just had my
period before the time on the couch so I wasn't ovulating," she grinned. 
"But now, I'm a bad catholic girl; I got a contraceptive injection...in
preparation...I knew...well...with you, you can figure it out," she smiled
sweetly.  "The Pope will hate me and condemn me for my sins," she grinned
and blew a kiss and turned and left the bedroom.  I heard the door quietly
close as she left my apartment.  Lying back in bed I grinned smugly.  `Well
at least that part is out of the way...she loves me' I thought to myself.
`Now to try and reorganize the other problems for a natural solution'.
   ***
   Telling Darcy proved to be a problem.  Lisa and I coupled urgently twice
more over the next two weeks; each time ending with her imploring me to be
patient.  I know she wanted to say to me "don't fuck Lily" but she knew she
couldn't expect celibacy on my part when she could not match that with
Darcy.  But events took an unusual twist.  Lisa turned up one Saturday
morning after she saw me return from taking Lily to the commuter rail. 
Lily had a tutorial with some other students that afternoon and I was to go
into Cambridge and we would go out for a meal that night and I would stay
at her place.  Lisa stood in the doorway in a denim mini skirt and loose
shirt.  I grinned at her, pleased to see her.
   "Did you screw that Chinese tramp last night," she muttered derisively
as she pushed me to the couch and bent and undid my flies, taking my cock
out.
   I frowned at her derision of Lily but soon chuckled at her urgency as
she squeezed me as if to warn me not to take her concerns lightly.
   "Did you take a shower before you took her home?" she asked quickly
looking at my now hard cock in her hand.
   "Of course," I answered grinning at her.
   "Just as well," she muttered, and she mounted me.
   I was astonished to discover she had no panties on and had come prepared
for a swift fuck as Darcy had gone to get her hair cut.  She hoisted her
skirt and groaned her appreciation as she slid on top of me as I was
sitting back on the couch.
   "I hate these fucking furnishings, she sneered looking around the living
room, and then groaned in enjoyment as she squatted across my legs, with my
cock jammed up hard inside.  "But I'm not getting into that bed until
you've changed the sheets," she added and proceeded to fuck herself to a
delirious orgasm in about five minutes flat; clinging to my shoulders as I
nuzzled her neck and reached into her shirt and massaged and worked her
breasts and nipples.
   She had thoughtfully left her bra behind with her panties.  After she
came, smiling and gasping against my face, she kissed me passionately and
regulated her breathing; slumped against me following the ravages of her
orgasm.
   "Your turn...how do you want it baby?" she breathed in my ear.  "Take me
anyway you want to."
   I chuckled in her ear and twisted her so she still faced the couch, but
I slid our from under her.  A look of confusion came over her face as she
wasn't sure what I was doing, until I made her kneel with her upper body
lying on the couch.  I slipped behind her and dropped my pants properly and
lifted the skirt so it folded over the small of her back.
   "Oh don't go too deep baby," she groaned realizing I was going to
back-scuttle her doggy fashion.  "You'll wreak havoc on my ladies bits,"
she breathed in warning, but it was too late and I slid into her in one
full shove.  It caused her to gasp "oh fuck Adam...easy...take it easy...oh
shit it's so fucking deep...go easy baby...gently" and her head came up in
reaction as I butted hard inside her.
   I fucked her thoroughly; Lisa groaning and complaining lightly as I slid
in and out, holding her hips.
   "Does...your...China...girl...take...it...this...way?" she grunted after
each in-stroke bumped her insides.
   "She does," I hissed through my teeth as I fucked Lisa thoroughly.
   "Then...fuck...me...as...hard...as...you...want...baby..." then she
gasped "o-o-h-h-h-h," in complaint to a deeper than normal shove from me,
as a contradiction to her invitation to fuck her deep.
   I had fucked Lily on her hands and knees just after daybreak this
morning.  Now here was Lisa competing with Lily, by kneeling bent over the
couch seat.  This was too good to be true.  In fact Lily seemed more
pliable than Lisa and I never brought any complaints of discomfort from
her, in the way I did from Lisa.  But then Lisa had been celibate to normal
intercourse for nearly eighteen months so maybe things needed to stretch in
there or something.  I came hard and collapsed over Lisa's back and she
eventually groaned and pushed me back to get my weight off of her.  She
twisted and sat on the floor with a thud, and as I rolled back and squatted
on my haunches, she lifted her skirt and peered down between her legs.
   "Oh shit, I'm leaking all over the inside of my skirt," she complained
ruefully and I could see the smear of semen on the inside of the material
trapped under her butt; her sex lips red and dewy from the sex.  "Just as
well as its laundry day," she chuckled wryly and looked at me with a grin.
   "Who's the best?" she said and smiled in a sweet little girl lost way.
"And it better be me," she added and pulled a tough face and held a fist
out to my face.
   "You are," I laughed and stood and pulled my jeans up.
   I reached for her and she stood shakily and then groaned "oh God no"
clutching a hand to her face and peering at me through her fingers over her
eyes.
   "What?" I said with a laugh.
   "Didn't you hear that" she said and she lifted her dress again and
peered between her now bowed legs.  "My twat farted and gushed all down my
inner legs" she said ruefully.  "You're a dirty little doggie Adam...you
really are; pumping me full of air."
   She wandered off to the bathroom and I heard water running and deduced
there was an urgent clean up job going on between her delicious thighs. 
She retuned holding a towel and stood grinning at me.
   "I have a plan Lise," I said smiling.  "A cunning plan but it needs your
support."
   ***
   Lisa opened her eyes wide and gave me a look of disbelief.
   "It won't work," she said with a laugh of skepticism.  "I mean I know
Darcy is a Dyke through and through, but I have to trust she cares for me
and me only," she continued.
   "I don't doubt she cares for you Lise but I am certain Lily is right in
saying she felt Darcy's interest was more than just friendship.  Darcy
hasn't been exactly warm towards me so why would she make an effort with
Lily when I was on the scene...unless she saw the same opportunity she saw
with you with your ex-boyfriend."
   "You mean Darcy would want to take Lily off you...?  Oh come on," she
said, still not convinced.  "She's not that shallow."
   "I think she is...and I saw the interest she had in Lily.  I think Darcy
has the hots for her...that's why she made the dinner invitation," I said.
"Has she mentioned having Lily and I over since?" I asked.
   "Well...yes she has...but I sort of quashed it because of...because of
you and me.  I couldn't bear seeing you arrive at our place with Lily," she
said with a snort.
   "There you go.  Darcy is still interested in Lily...and...well...I know
something of Lily just to know this will go a long way to working," I said
and stared at Lisa to emphasize I knew something she didn't know.
   "What?" Lisa asked, her face becoming intrigued at my hint of something
more.
   "Lily's like you," I said watching her face for reaction.
   "Like me...how?" Lisa asked quizzically.
   "She swings both ways," I said grinning at her.
   "What!  She goes with women as well!" Lisa exclaimed.
   "She does," I laughed.  "And what's more, she has an eye on Darcy...and
you," I said grinning at her look of disbelief.
   "What!" she shrieked.  "She's got the hots for me!"
   "Yep...but either of you will do...or both," I said smiling at her.
   "Well I'll be..." she said and could not contain the smile the news
brought to her face.
   "And it seems you don't have a serious issue with that, judging by your
expression," I said.
   "No...no...I couldn't...I mean she's...and you...no it's ridiculous,"
she stammered but I saw the wheels turning in her head.
   "Oh it's real alright," I chuckled and moved in and hugged her to me. 
"I could very much enjoy watching you eat her out...or Darcy...or Lily eat
you out," I said and nuzzled her neck and fondled a breast.
   "You pig," she snorted but then squeezed me to show she was joking in
her abuse.
   We kissed and I ran my hand through her long hair and then stood back
and regarded the excited but confused look on her face.
   "How about it?" I said quietly.
   "How can you persuade Lily," she asked a little apprehensively.  "I
mean, how do you know she will go along with it?"
   "She suggested it," I said with a grin and nuzzled her again and as my
words dawned on her, she took my head in her hands and kissed me
passionately.
   "I love you Adam," she said breaking the kiss and looking into my eyes.
"Whatever happens, I love you."
   "I love you to Lise," I answered; and meant it.
   Her eyes watered with tears but she did not cry and we kissed.  Then
fucked like we had no tomorrow; dropping to the couch once more where I
pulled her legs open and wide and shoved into her; standing and leaning
into her crotch as I fucked steadily.  Lisa held my waist and panted and
gasped; and the times our eyes met, she grinned at me and ran her tongue
over her lips and eventually we came gasping and groaning in unison and lay
together.
   "Oh fuck...more disaster on the inside of the skirt," she groaned with a
wry laugh.  "It definitely needs laundered now.
   ***
   Thursday night was late night for Darcy.  She worked for an optometry
practice while doing some papers by online tuition, to get licensed.  She
wanted to be an optician eventually.  I went into Cambridge straight after
work and collected Lily.  She noted my enigmatic smile and sat grinning at
me; reflecting that something obviously had pleased me but she had no idea
what it was.  But instinctively she felt pleased even though she wasn't
aware of what I was happy about.
   "What?" she said grinning at me.
   "What, what?" I mimicked her with a laugh.
   "You look like the cat that got the cream," she said staring at me. 
"What's up?"
   "Patience my dear," I grinned.  "Patience."
   She went through to the bedroom and put her small bag with a change of
underwear and toiletries by the side she slept when she stayed.  She
wandered back and straddled my thighs as I sat on the couch and we kissed.
She was wearing tight blue jeans and a tight fawn crew neck cashmere
sweater.  You could just make out the lines of her bra under her arms but
the front sat nicely so there were no obvious sign of the undergarment. 
After we made out for a while, she sat back.
   "What are we doing for dinner?" she asked.  "I could get some veggies
and do Chinese," she offered.
   "I have our dinner all sorted," I said with a grin.
   "What is it?  Not spaghetti again," she said plaintively, reminding me I
ate spaghetti bolognes a lot.
   "Patience," I said.  "Patience," and kissed her again.
   There was a tap at the door and Lily turned quickly towards it and then
looked back at me quizzically.  She climbed off my thighs and sat to one
side demurely as I rose and walked to the door.  I opened it and there
stood a Lisa with a pensive look on her face.
   "Is it OK?" she said in a whisper.  "Is she comfortable with it...with
me?" and she peeked past me into the apartment.
   "Come in Lisa," I said loud enough for Lily to hear.
   Lise walked tentatively into the apartment and as I closed the door
behind me, I saw the look of surprise and question on Lily's face.  Lisa
stood halfway to the couch waiting and looked back with a pensive look on
her face; her bottom lip clamped lightly between her teeth in excited
anticipation.  I grinned and stepped up beside her and took her hand and
guided her to stand in front of Lily.  Lisa was wearing the denim mini
skirt and a white polo with no bra.  Her nipples were easily visible and I
knew she was already excited about the plan I had explained to her. 
Standing behind her, I slid the polo up over her midriff and then exposed
her large firm breasts, tweaking the nipples with my fingers and looking at
Lily who's eyes were wide open in question; her mouth hanging slack in
amazement at what was happening.
   "Dinner is served ladies," I said quietly and nuzzled Lisa's ear from
behind.
   "Oh...God...yes," Lily gulped, and without further encouragement, she
knelt forward onto the floor in front of the couch and looked up at Lisa
and I gazing down at her, as she ran her hands up Lisa's thighs.
   I felt Lisa tremble and she sighed and shifted her feet, partially
opening her legs.  Lily's head went under the skirt and I heard Lisa gasp
and stagger a little back against me; and she gasped again as I heard the
first audible slurp and lips smacking sound from beneath her bunched skirt.
Lisa had no panties again.  Primed and prepared by me.  After a few minutes
Lisa was virtually incapacitated by Lily's apparently skilful mouth and
fingers pushed deep up into her, and the havoc my fingers were causing with
her nipples; one of her touchstone erogenous zones.  I guided her stumbling
to the bedroom and as I unzipped her skirt, to let it fall to the floor,
she perched tenuously on the edge of the bed as she pulled her polo off and
dropped it.  Lily had quickly stripped behind me, and as Lisa struggled to
the middle of the bed, my Chinese sexpot pushed past me and went straight
onto the bed into Lisa's outstretched arms.  They embraced and Lily half
pinned Lisa as she pushed a hand back to Lisa's sex once more; as the two
women kissed passionately in an embrace.  I slowly undressed, my eyes glued
to the hot action by my two lovers; my cock already stiff and weeping
precum in excitement.  I drooled at the sight from the rear of Lily's plump
sex between her small perfect butt and slender thighs; the crinkled inner
lips hanging delicately.  But I resisted the urge to simply mount her and
fuck myself stupid.  She was to stay the night so I could bone her later.
The first priority was to get Lisa hooked.  This was imperative for the
final assault that would hopefully defeat Darcy.  I moved around the bed
away from the side Lily was lying across the prone Lisa and eased up onto
the bed.  Lisa saw me and smiled in a goofy sort of way and held her hand
weakly up to me.  Lily had her so aroused and almost drugged with sex.  I
eased in and took the nearest breast in my mouth and as she curled the arm
around my head.  Lily broke their kiss, moved towards me so we kissed
briefly, and letting me go back to work on Lisa's breasts, Lily went down
on Lisa once more.
   I had to reluctantly concede that Lily wrung a shattering orgasm from
Lisa that I had not seen during the sex Lisa and I had had.  Lisa consoled
my ego later by saying it was the presence of both of us that made it
special for her.  The skill of Lily's mouth and hands, and the excitement
of having me as part of the m�nage.  She went ape and wailed and squealed
loudly as Lily savaged her sex and clitoris with hands and mouth; and I bit
lightly down onto her hard nipples.  She had Lily's head grasped in her
hands and bucked and gasped and groaned as the orgasm went through her.  At
one point Lily pulled back quickly and then having done a double take
gazing at Lisa's hungry cunt, went back in and I saw her movements were now
more of a gentle licking.
   "I'm sorry..."Lisa gasped.  "So sorry...so sorry...o-o-o-o-h-h-h," she
sighed and covered her face with one hand in embarrassment.
   I looked at Lily quizzically, who smiled and made a face as if to say
`don't worry' and she moved up the larger girl's body.
   "Don't worry sweetie," Lily crooned.  "You squirted, that's all...that's
a good thing," and she leaned over and kissed Lisa.
   I eased back and let the two girls embrace for a few moments; feeling
happy and surprisingly accepting of them entangled with each other.  As
Lisa lay almost comatose from Lily and I working her over, Lily turned and
looked at me and then down at my cock hard against my lower thigh as I lay
on my side watching them.  She pulled her long hair away from hanging over
her face and then slowly turned across Lisa's body and bent down and took
me in her hand.  I anticipated her mouth and rolled flat on my back beside
Lisa and Lily crouched over Lisa and went down on me.  Lily expertly jacked
and sucked my cock.  I was so turned on by the scene that had just
unfolded, and with the sight of Lisa lying with her eyes half closed in
pleasure and absent mindedly stroking Lily's back, that I missed the
control I needed to stop from cumming and lost it.  Frantically holding
Lily's head as I gasped and arched my back and came hard into her mouth. 
Lily held on stoically and I heard the "urgh-ach-urlch" sound she made when
gagging if I went to deep and she braced herself with one hand on my
stomach; as I filled her throat with a flood of cum.  As I emptied my load
she expertly squeezed my cock and after I began to relax, she lifted her
head back holding her mouth open and showed me the flood of semen in her
mouth; some of it sliding out the corner of her lips.  There was a large
blob below her bottom lip that slithered to an opaque ribbon from her
petite chin.  As she posed crudely for me I saw Lisa move and she sat up
staring in fascination at Lily with a mouth full of my cum.  Lily turned to
Lisa and moved over her, pushing her gently back.  And as Lisa's eyes
opened wide in realization of Lily's intent, Lily bent and dribbled the cum
from her mouth.  Lisa looked a little perturbed by this at first but she
relaxed and opened her mouth and for the next minute or two, Lily and Lisa
swapped my cum; finally kissing passionately and searching their tongues in
and out of each others mouth until the cum was dispersed between them. 
Lilly chuckled and wiped the residue from her chin and then slithered a
small blob from Lisa's upper lip into Lisa's mouth.  Then Lily lay back on
the far side of Lisa and the two girls, one short and one tall, smiled at
me as Lisa cuddled the smaller girl to her; holding out an arm for me to
snuggle into her free side.
   Lisa was democratic if nothing else.  After lying quietly for some time,
she took her arm from around my neck and with a `sorry' glance, she turned
her back slowly and I heard her and Lily kissing as Lisa bent over Lily
with her back to me.  I lay and listened to them making small moaning and
grunting noises of content as they kissed and then I saw Lisa's upper arm
move and I knew her hand was now between Lily's legs.  I carefully raised
myself up so as not to disturb them and lay on my side, my body propped
against one arm braced on the pillow, and watched Lisa masturbate Lily
slowly and methodically.  The small Chinese girl's legs slowly opening
wider and wider as she became aroused to Lisa's masturbatory fingers.  All
the while they kissed and made small murmurings of delight and
satisfaction. Eventually Lisa moved a little clumsily down the smaller
girls flank; mainly due to me being in close behind her as I played the
silent voyeur.  I moved back carefully so as not to break their
concentration on each other and as Lisa went past my midriff and moved
between Lily's legs, I had a great view of the bigger girl burrowing her
hand into Lily's cunt and then start to eat her.  Lily was not shaved and
her pubic thatch was like a small forest compared to Lisa's shaved mons.  I
made a mental note we should encourage Lily to shave, or at east trim
herself.  I had had countless interruptions when eating her because of
stray pubes in my mouth.  I glanced at Lily and saw her small firm breasts
with the nipples so disproportionately large for the breasts; hard and
erect with desire, against the darker aureole.  I bent in and helped Lisa
by working Lily's breasts, as I had done to Lisa when Lily ate her.  Lisa
worked the small Chinese girl over expertly.  No doubt her technique
learned from countless visits between Darcy's spread legs; most likely
expertly tutored by Darcy, the confirmed lesbian.  As Lily responded to
Lisa and me working on her she became animated and began making little
gasping crying noises and her hips moved rhythmically off the bed to meet
Lisa's bunched fingers that were stretching her open.  Lily had a hand
around my neck holding my mouth on her small breasts and occasionally I
moved and kissed her passionately.  On one excursion to her lips she gasped
"thank you" under her breath and I smiled and went back to her taught
nipples.
   I had cum earlier in Lily's mouth but already I was rock hard with the
excitement of my two girlfriends having sex together.  The larger Lisa
between Lily's spread legs.  I was so turned on by the look of lust on
Lisa's face as she had her nose pressed on the top of Lily's pubis, framed
by Lily's black pubic thatch that I wanted some release.  Lisa was crouched
with her ass up in the air as she knelt, head down in Lily's crotch.  I
suddenly realised I could see everything from the rear reflected in the
mirror of the dresser against the wall opposite the foot of the bed. 
Lisa's butt, broad and full relative to her slim waist; crouching between
Lily's legs splayed open.  Lisa's plump sex lips between her inner thighs
and the faint dusty smudge of her anus.  It was fascinating to me and I
watched their reflection for a minute or two before the whole scene proved
too erotic for me to remain as a partial support to Lisa's main assault on
Lily.  I quickly circled off the bed and around behind Lisa, moving up
behind her on my knees.  I ran my hand down her flank and into her crotch,
spreading her labia which were wet from Lily's mouth earlier.  She lifted
her head in surprise and I heard her gasp
"Adam...no...wait...uh-ung-uh-uh-uh-uh...oh geezus...fuck" as I slid into
her in one shove.  She gasped and I heard her wince as I bottomed against
her cervix.  She made to complain but I heard Lily gasp "don't stop...Lisa
don't stop...please...I'm so close" and Lisa resigned herself to her fate
of being fucked deep as she lay with her head between Lily's legs.  Hearing
Lily's plea and cry that she was close spurred Lisa on.  I'm sure partly to
complete her homage to Lily's cute little cunt and partly to get that out
of the way so she could concentrate on me; and make her body better
prepared for such a deep intrusive fucking.  But when Lily started wailing
and cumming hard, grasping Lisa's head into her crotch as Lisa had done to
her, Lisa became enthralled at the smaller girls orgasm and began crooning
"that's it...good girl...let it go...go for it sweetie...let it go" and I
took the opportunity to slow and let Lisa enjoy Lily's orgasm without
distraction from me.  As Lily went through the barrier and started to calm
down, Lisa stretched along the little Chinese girl and Lily wrapped her
arms around Lisa's shoulders as they kissed, I paused briefly so as not to
ruin their mutual enjoyment.
   Once I was sure their whispers and murmurs between kisses had died away
I started to slowly fuck Lisa once more.  It was a little less deep now as
she was lying along Lily, supported on her elbows, and I had to coax her
back by pulling her hips.  She was a little reluctant to leave Lily's
embrace but I heard Lily say something and Lisa immediately swung back onto
her knees and moved her hands along the side of Lily's body so she was
kneeling on all fours.  But Lily surprised me; given the shuddering release
she had just had, she levered herself up and pushed Lisa more into an
upright squatting position over my cock.  Lisa caught on as and as the
balance of control moved from me to Lisa who was now squatting and rising
and falling on my cock as I held her by the breasts, Lily slipped out from
under Lisa and I saw her head go forward and down.  Lisa stiffened and
groan and leaned back and "whispered "oh fuck yes...Lily...Adam...do
it...God do it to me..." She started rising and falling on my cock as I
held her upright, and Lisa's tongue sometimes flicked my cock as she ate
Lisa, impaled on me; and Lisa came for a second time on Lily's mouth.  This
time with my cock sheathed deep in her.  Lisa's sudden release in orgasm
caused me to lose it and I came hard, hugging her to me as I mauled her
breasts and nipples and we both shuddered and gasped to our climax.  As we
calmed down, Lily lifted her head, trailing her mouth up Lisa's body and
she embraced Lisa and me, Lisa still sitting on my cock.  And Lily
alternated between kissing us both.
   After we disengaged, we lay on the bed with me in the middle and the two
girls nestled in either arm.  Not sleeping but not speaking either.  Just
the three of us basking in the pleasure we had provided each other.  I
glanced over Lily at the clock on the night stand.  It was eight ten.  I
knew Darcy would be home after nine thirty so there was just over an hour
we had together.  I decided to be gallant and let the girls have the
remainder of the time to each other.  After all, I could get with Lisa most
evenings and Lily was mostly available to.  So to allow them free access to
each other was fair.  Even if I ran the risk of being cut out like Lisa's
ex-boyfriend Andy had been; and Ross the gullible sitcom guy.  I made to
move and Lily raised hr eyebrows in question and then let me slide across
her to stand on the floor.  I leaned back over her and Lisa turned on her
side into Lily and faced me; looking across Lily's pert breasts.
   "You girls can do what you want for a while," I said quietly.  "Without
my testosterone addled brain wanting to pound you through the bed...you
gorgeous creatures you."
   They grinned and I kissed them both and Lisa reached and held my
shoulder preventing me from pulling away.
   "Thank you my darling," she whispered and her eyes watered but she
didn't cry.
   "Yes thank you Adam darling," Lily said softly, and I kissed them both
tenderly before the strain of bending over far enough to kiss Lisa forced
me to stand.
   I blew them a kiss and as I turned to head to the bathroom, I saw Lisa
move over and into Lily and they embraced.  `Forgotten me already' I
thought wryly to myself.  After I had had a long piss and washed my hands
and rinsed my face in cool water, I put my robe on and went into the living
room; pausing just long enough to see Lisa straddling Lily and the two
humping their crotches into each others.  I stood for a moment, fascinated
by this all-girl sex play.  `How is that any good without a cock between
them?' I thought and shaking my head I went to the lounge.  I had a beer
and sat on the couch, pulling my legs up under me and turned the TV on with
the sound turned down low.  I wondered what was happening but steeled
myself to remain out of their sex and idly watched the TV.
   ***
   I woke to the sound of someone at the door and I lifted my head dozily
from off of my chest.  Without thinking, I stumbled to the door and opened
it to find Darcy standing there.  She did a double take at my attire, being
as the robe wasn't properly closed as I had been slumped on the couch.  I
realized what she was looking at once she glanced away, her face as red as
a beet.
   "You'd better make that thing fit properly," she said in a clipped
voice. "I can see what you've had for dinner," she added in mock humor.
   As I secured the robe it suddenly dawned on my sleepy brain, why I was
dressed this way.  `Oh fuck...its gone ten o'clock' my brain screamed as I
looked at my watch.  Lisa and Lily must be asleep; just as I had been.
   "Have you seen Lisa," Darcy asked with a degree of concern, interrupting
the rising panic in me.  "I've been home nearly half an hour and she's not
here.  Her car is out front in the car park," she said suspiciously, and
she looked past me to see if Lisa was in the living room.
   "Um...I...I'm not sure," I stammered and my face flushed with
embarrassment knowing full well where Lisa was.
   Darcy straightened from peering past me and her face turned stony as she
stared at me.
   "She's here isn't she?" she said evenly.
   "Darcy, I...it's just that..." I started in a wimpy manner.
   "Where is she you bastard?" Darcy snapped and before I could stop her,
she pushed past me into the apartment.
   I closed the door quickly and pursued her but she was too fast for me to
stop her.  She had surveyed the living room in an instant and seeing Lisa
was not there, moved directly through to the bedroom.  Our apartments were
mirrored layouts and she knew instinctively where to go.  I caught up with
her standing just inside the darkened bedroom as it was now dark outside;
although there was some light from the windows where the blinds were still
open.  The dull watery light from the car park lights below.  You could see
the form of someone on the bed and Darcy glanced back at me and reached to
the light switch on the wall inside the doorway.  I caught her hand and she
struggled.
   "Wait...wait...Darcy," I whispered and trapped her hand on the switch so
she couldn't move it.  "It's not quite what you think," I said.
   "Like hell it's not," she hissed at me, so I let her hand go and she
turned on the light standard in the far corner of the room.
   It had a low wattage bulb and it threw a weak light across the room to
the bed.  Her mouth dropped open and she stood in total shock at what she
saw.  There was Lisa and Lily naked on top of the bed curled up in each
others arms.  Lily's light natural tanned skin and Lisa's richer suntanned
body; gained by regular visits to a tanning studio.  The two mops of dark
hair and the almost funny site of Lily's rich thatch sticking off her
pubis. They did not stir even when the light was turned on.  They must be
really zonked out with the sex.  Darcy's mouth was open as if to scream but
no sound came, her hand went over her mouth and after her brain registered
what she was seeing, she staggered backwards and would have fallen if I
hadn't caught her.  She let me support her briefly then realizing I had my
hands on her, she tried to fend me off.  I grabbed her and lifted her
suddenly off the ground and quickly carried her to the living room.  If she
had meant to struggle, she gave up as I pinned her arms, though I am sure
she could have put up a good fight if she had any inclination.  I lowered
her onto the couch and the placing a finger over her mouth to indicate I
wanted silence; I went to the bedroom, turned the light off again and
closed the door and went back into the living room.  She had finally let
the shock catch up to her and she sat with her arms holding her upper body
and started to weep.  I went to the sink and got her a glass of water and
went and sat by her.
   "Here...drink this," I said quietly.  "Have a cry and then I'll fill in
the answers to the questions you have."
   She looked almost catatonic and acted as if she didn't understand yet
took the glass I held before her.  She took several large swigs and emptied
it.  I took it and refilled it and returned and offered it to her once
more. She took another long drink and then the cool water seemed to help
her compose herself.
   "I knew it," she whispered staring blankly ahead.  "But I thought she
was cheating on me with you."
   "She was," I said quietly.  "Just with me...several times," I continued.
"What you see tonight is the first time with Lily."
   She turned and looked at me dully and clamped her bottom lip between her
teeth.
   "Why Adam," she said and the tears flowed.  "Why do you hate me?"
   ***
   I did about the best job I could of telling Darcy about the feelings
Lisa and I had for each other.  In a way she understood when I used the
scenario she had had with Lisa and Lisa's ex-beau Andy; only I pointed out
it was the reverse and that Darcy wasn't actually involved in the sex.  But
essentially the triangle was there and Lisa had come over to me; only she
couldn't bring herself to break it to Darcy.  She sat dully staring at the
floor but I knew her brain was now assimilating the situation.
   "And Lily...where does Lily come into it?" she asked quietly.
   "Lily is like Lisa...she likes men but also enjoys woman.  She saw your
interest in her...I think we all did...and this set her wondering about the
possibility of getting with you or maybe Lisa; with me as well.  And I
suggested Lisa, being as I was already involved with her," I confessed. 
"It was quite obvious really.  Lisa and I discussed it and she agreed."
   "So you're all together and I'm the one to take the fall," she said
sadly and the tears came to her eyes again but she held back from crying.
   Darcy was a tough little Dyke but she was clearly in shock from the
truth.
   "Like I said, this was the first time.  The plan was to maybe spend one
or two times as a threesome, and well...somehow try to get you into our
group...our m�nage, and...well...we...Lisa and I...we thought you would get
hooked on Lily.  Your interest in her was obvious when you first met," I
confessed.
   "The plan," she sniffed derisively.  "You all had a plan about me only I
was the only one not to be involved!" and she laughed at the apparent in
irony.
   "We couldn't...maybe we should have.  But you're not the most easy
person to have brought into the scheme of things," I said defensively.
   "Ha," she scoffed.  "You saw how I took to Lily...and yes I was
attracted to her...yet you were dumb enough not to see that as the key; to
get my interest...my involvement...my consent," she said looking at me
accusingly as if it was all my fault things had gone wrong.
   She paused, clearly thinking about the situation.
   "You got it back the front," she scoffed.  "That should be me in there
with Lily...well in her bed...or my bed," she said with a hint of
indignation.  "And I suppose you would be with Lisa..." she added, her
voice tailing off as she looked at me.
   "You're right.  I suppose it was mostly my fault we did it this
way...and Lisa's; but Lily was the catalyst to see if it was even
possible...if Lily would buy into it," I said lamely.  "I have to say, our
scheming aside, being with my two girls was a nice idea...experience," I
said.
   "You never included me...right from the start," she said going on the
attack.  "I saw your looks at Lisa...knew what you were thinking...what all
men think, and you wonder why I am the way I am," she scoffed, feeling more
composed now she was more on the offensive.  "And you and Lisa cut me
out...that fucking old car..."
   "To be fair...in the beginning, I had no way of knowing you were
partners," I said.  "I was attracted equally to the both of you the first
time I saw you.  But Lisa's interest...knowledge about the car and your
hostility to me set my interest on Lisa.  And when I pieced it together, I
saw why you were the way you were with me," I explained.
   "So I was the overbearing Dyke?" she sneered.
   "Yes...yes Darcy you were just that," I said candidly.  "So you
shouldn't be surprised at how this went down.  And for awhile after we had
been together, Lisa stuck with you, rejected me.  But...well...she caved in
and...we have been having an affair behind your back."
   She sat sullenly and looked at the floor, sniffing back the urge to cry.
We sat in silence for a few minutes and finally she spoke.
   "I suspected she might be seeing you.  I could tell from her attitude
and manner...there was a change in her towards me that something was not
right.  Not a bad change as if we were fighting...more a diffidence or
indifference.  And she would be humming and sometimes singing to
herself...ignoring me.  Oh of course she would say there was nothing
special when I sometimes asked her why she was so happy or why she was
quiet...but I suspected she had someone else and all I could think of was
you," Darcy said sadly.
   She fell silent
   "So what do I have to do?" she said turning to look at me.
   "What do you mean?" I asked confused at the question.
   "What do I have to do to get her back?" she said.
   "I don't think you can...I'm like you were to Andy, her ex...you're like
Andy," I explained using the parallel's in how she came to be with Lisa.
   "Then what can I do to keep her in my life, until she discovers she's
only interested in you because she thinks she has a need for cock," she
said crudely.  "And I can treat her like a man can anyway," she added as an
afterthought.
   I looked at her quizzically.  She actually thought this was just a phase
Lisa was going through?  Maybe it was.  And what was this `treat her like a
man can' stuff?
   "It would be better if it was a clean break...now that you know," I said
evenly.
   "I won't just give her up to you," she said firmly and looked at me.
   "I think the decision is ultimately with Lisa," I said calmly, not
letting myself be riled by her.
   "I think the fact that Lisa is in there with Lily tells me what she
likes," she said, almost jeering at me.
   "That in there is a consequence of me recharging my batteries and
letting them have some time before I rejoin them," I said evenly.  "And
we've all overslept so Lisa hasn't got back home before you did...to keep
the deceit going until she finally told you."
   She sat back as if I had slapped her face and then dropped her head and
clasped her arms across her chest once more.  She was very pretty, very hot
to look at.  But she was confused and worried that I might be right and
that it was all a matter of time before Lisa came clean.  And now she knew
about us, the inevitable might just be upon her.  She clamped her lower lip
in her teeth, clearly weighing up her options.
   "I want to be included," she said finally and stared at me.  "I can do
it...I can fit in.  I love Lisa and I have a strong interest in Lily," she
said.
   "That's only three," I pointed out.  "There's me as well and Lily is
already with me...and of course Lisa...well you know now..." I said and
tailed off.
   "I went with Lisa and Andy," she said pointing out how she had got to
Lisa.
   "I thought Andy was virtually shut out from the beginning, in your
threesome," I said a little skeptical Darcy would welcome me into a m�nage.
   "Well Andy never actually had me...I saw to that...but I also saw how
Lisa wanted him in our threesome, but ultimately preferring to be with me,"
she said with a small look of triumph.  "I had to agree to join them as a
way to get to Lisa.  I could do that again...let her...and Lily, have what
they want with you but be with me as well."
   "Yes but now that Lisa understands her feelings about being with a
woman...and a man...and it is not a curiosity anymore so now it's up to
her," I said.
   Darcy glared at me.
   "What's to stop her, Lily and me just carrying on...without you...now
everyone knows, or will know by the time the day's over," I continued,
issuing a subtle threat to Darcy.  "I mean you only have to look at that in
there, and realize I have been in there a good part of the evening, to know
Lisa has both bases covered without you."
   The last remark rocked her and she did cry a little and I let her go on
without any attempt to comfort her.  She had to get it into her head that
Lisa and I had stronger feelings than Lisa had for Darcy.  She needed to
cry; to grieve almost.  I took the glass and filled it with Sprite and
returned and handed it to her.  She saw the bubbles in the soda and looked
up quizzically.
   "Soda," I said holding up the can with the remains of the drink not in
her glass.
   She sipped it and sat looking at the floor; obviously thinking about the
situation.  I sat on the arm of the couch and watched her work through the
issue for her.  She took a long swig of the soda and stood up quickly.  I
moved to head her off thinking she was about to rush to the bedroom and
create a scene but instead she walked to the door and stopped and turned to
me.
   "Come on then Adam," she said evenly.  "Let's you and I get it on...let
you show me what I am missing and what Lisa can't do without," she said
challenging me with a look to match her words.
   My mouth dropped open and she laughed a little derisively at me.
   "What's wrong stud?" she sneered.  "Lost your balls?  Come on and show
me what I'm missing.  What Lisa supposedly can't get from me."
   "Stop it Darcy," Lisa's voice came from the doorway and she walked into
the room wearing her polo and no panties but holding the denim skirt and
about to put it on.  "Just stop right there and wait for me," she ordered
Darcy firmly.
   Darcy and I turned to look at her.
   "I'll go now Adam," she said calmly looking at me.  "Darcy and I need to
talk," she said reaching behind to zip up her skirt.
   She smoothed it down and quickly came to me and took my face and kissed
me quickly `I love you' she mouthed so Darcy could not hear, nor could she
see Lisa's face.  I cringed that she couldn't let Darcy hear those words
directed to me.  It would have been better for me for her to have said it
out loud.
   "Trust me," she whispered close to my ear; and turned and walked towards
Darcy.
   Lisa ushered Darcy out the door and gave me a little backward glance and
smiled and mouthed `trust me' and closed the door.  I stood and pondered
the exchange with Darcy.  If nothing else, we had at least brought out the
fact that Lisa was leaning heavily towards me in her life.  I shoved my
hands in my robe pockets and went into the bedroom.  I moved to the bed and
Lily sat up as she felt me on the bed edge.
   "What's up?" she said sleepily, and then turned and looked to where Lisa
should be lying.  "Where's Lisa?"
   "She's gone home," I said and turned the bedside light on.  "Darcy's
back."
   She grimaced and blinked at the sudden light in the darkened room and I
stood and walked around the bed to the windows and closed the blinds.
   "Hungry?" I asked looking at her, now rolled onto her back watching me.
   "Yes...yes I am," she said with a wicked grin.  "Come here."
   I walked to the side of the bed where Lisa had lain and Lily turned on
her side and reached a hand into my robe and took my cock.  She moved it up
and down and glanced up at me with a grin and then dragged herself closer
and leaned into my crotch; taking my stiffening cock in her mouth.  She
sucked and slurped for a minute or two and then looked up at me and with a
sweet angelic voice said; "you must be hungry to" and moved her upper leg
exposing her sex.  I chuckled and shucked the robe.  We went into a
sixty-nine clinch, with me over the top, and started to work each other
over with our mouths.  It ended with me rolling her around and entering her
as she gripped her legs behind her thighs with her feet over my shoulder.
As I fucked her steadily I slid one hand to her clitoris and stroked her
off as I came hard into her.  She gasped and groaned and gave a little
hysterical laugh and her legs fell off my shoulders.  I chuckled "oh God
you are so beautiful" and rolled away; for her to follow me and snuggle
into the crook of my arm.  We fell asleep almost immediately.
   Morning arrived at daybreak for me.  Lily and I were in the spoon
position with me holding her from behind.  I had an early morning hard on
and I maneuvered it between her legs.  She stirred when she felt my cock
nudging between her folds.  She pulled the blanket away from her body and
lifted her upper leg and reached between us and found my cock.
   "Come into me," she whispered urgently.
   I obliged without further urging and slid inside.  She felt deliciously
tight in this position.  Lily held her leg up and I detected her other hand
masturbating her clitoris as I lazily fucked her from behind as we lay on
our side.  The position was a little restrictive when I came but I got
there; matching her rising passion at the strumming of her fingers on her
clitoris.  She gasped as if she was in anguish but I knew she was having
one of her almost guaranteed intense orgasms.  She was incredibly sexual
and I was only too happy to oblige her with her quest of sexual
emancipation her in the US.  We fell into a doze once more and finally
arose for the day about seven thirty.  We showered together with stoic
discipline not to initiate any more sex so we could get to work and school
on time.  We hadn't eaten anything the night before; and with the m�nage
with Lisa, and her and Lisa together, and then her again with me, we were
both famished.  We ate a breakfast of cereal, juice and poached eggs on
toast and finally we were ready for me to drop her at the commuter rail
stop and I would head of to work.  As we were readying ourselves to leave,
there was a knock on the door.  I opened it and Lisa stood in the hall
looking sober.  She fell into my arms and I hugged her as she began to weep
quietly.  Seeing Lisa in this state, Lily quickly came to us and ushered us
inside and closed the door.  She hugged the two of us and Lisa looked at
Lily and gave a wan smile.  Lily took Lisa's chin and craned up to the
taller girl and they kissed briefly and then Lisa stepped back out of my
arms but held my hands.
   "It's done," she said tearfully but stood her ground.  "We've agreed to
split," she added and then wiped her eyes with her hands.
   Lily scuffled in her bag and came out withy a tiny handkerchief which
she handed to Lisa to wipe her eyes.  Lisa took it with a little smile and
dabbed her teary eyes.
   "What is up?" Lily said quietly; clearly concerned for Lisa.
   "It's a long story," Lisa began "but basically Darcy and I are breaking
up."
   "Oh that is too bad," Lily said with genuine sadness at the news.  "I
thought you two were so solid," she added.
   "Catching us all in her last night didn't help matters much," Lisa
chuckled wryly.
   Lily did not get the depth of feeling I had for Lisa, and she for me.  I
would need to make her aware this new twist would potentially spell the end
of Lily and me now that Lisa was apparently free to join me.  It was
curious Lily had not wondered why Darcy was not part of the m�nage the
night before.  I had to be careful and a little delicate to put Lily and my
sexual relationship in context with my love for Lisa; and Lisa's newly
acquired freedom from Darcy.  I did not want to go down that track with
Lily just yet.  It was better to do it when we were on our own without
distractions; like Lisa being with us; or getting to work on time.
   "Lise we have to get going," I said apologetically.  "Lilly has a
tutorial session at nine thirty and I need to get her to the train."
   "I figured you would have to run," she said looking at Lily; and then
looking at me, "Will I see you this evening?"
   Lily and I looked at each other and she detected I wanted to say `yes'
although she had already suggested I come into Cambridge and stay this
Friday night with her.
   "You stay in Arlington," Lily said quickly.  "We can hook up again
Saturday...perhaps you can join us Lisa; we could go out for a meal," Lily
added.
   Lisa looked at me a little helplessly, knowing Lily still did not get
it; where Lisa and my feelings for each other were concerned.  I would need
to tread carefully.  I couldn't go too far in explaining as I drove her to
the train; maybe just preface the inevitable with the situation between
Darcy and Lisa and downplay my intentions with Lisa until I could get Lily
in a more private situation.
   "OK," I said to her suggestion.  "I'll come in to Cambridge Saturday
morning...what about you Lisa?" I asked hoping she had the intuition to say
no and let me handle Lily alone.
   "No thanks...it's a lovely idea Lily, but I have some sorting out to
do,"" she said and looked quickly at me and then away, her face blushing at
the knowledge that involved me as well.
   We all left the apartment together and Lisa kissed us individually
before Lily and I headed down the stairs.  In the car on the way to the
transport hub, I explained to Lily that Lisa and Darcy had been having
problems, and that now my affair with Lisa was now known to Darcy, she had
given Lisa an ultimatum.  Stop seeing me or they were finished.
   "So Lisa basically said that she wanted to explore her sexuality with a
man once more," I said as I stopped the car for her to get out.  "And Darcy
could not agree to give her time out from their relationship so Lisa has
broken it off."
   "But she was with me to," Lily said looking puzzled.  "It's not all
about you, surely?"
   "I know," I lied.  "I suggested to Lisa she might come over...and she
was excited as she also felt attracted to you.  She waited until she saw us
arrive and came...as you saw.  Things had been a bit muddled but last night
was a watershed for her; and of course Darcy tackled her about where she
had been last night, and she decided to come clean," I said not telling the
full story about Darcy coming into the apartment and seeing the two women
in my bed.
   "So Lisa has effectively cheated on Darcy with you and me," she said a
little sadly.  "For some reason I thought Darcy was aware; that this was a
liberal relationship."
   "Good heavens no," I exclaimed.  "Lisa and I were a complete surprise to
Darcy.  She did not suspect you were involved...but now apparently she
knows.  It must make her feel even worse knowing Lisa went with another
woman as well as a man.  Especially if that woman was you who she is also
attracted to."
   Lily turned and looked a little shocked.
   "I knew Darcy was attracted to me?" she said evenly.
   "Of course she is," I agreed.  "But Darcy is the lesbian of the two. 
What happened last night was a real slap in the face for Darcy."
   "I think Lisa may have been a little insensitive then," Lily said.
   "Lily I told you about Lisa and me...and that Darcy did not know about
us.  So it stands to reason Darcy would not know about you either.  You
must have known the three of us being together meant Darcy not having any
clue," I said looking at her.
   "Of course...it now seems obvious.  I don't know why I thought it was an
open relationship and Darcy knew.  Maybe because I was attracted to Darcy
as well; I just thought we were like four people in agreement, only Darcy
could not be there last night," she said staring ahead.
   She had already said she was attracted to both Lisa and Darcy when we
discussed it earlier that week.  If we could get Darcy and Lily hooked
together...if only...!
   "Darcy and Lisa are both beautiful women...I am attracted to beautiful
women as well as handsome men," she said and squeezed my thigh.
   We left the conversation at that.  I hadn't really lied; just left out
important pieces of the puzzle for her.  Those pieces would wait until
tomorrow.  She got out of the car and leaned in and we kissed and she went
down to the platform.  I drove to work, overall feeling buoyed by Lisa's
early morning news.  Now I had to tackle Lily truthfully; tomorrow, at her
place.  This could be a heavy weekend for both Darcy and Lily.
   ***
   Lisa knocked on the door just before six, after I had not long arrived
home.  She looked happy in a sad kind of way.  After we embraced and kissed
for some minutes, she broke off and ushered me to the couch.  She sat
almost primly holding my hands on her knees as she turned to look at me and
she told me what had happened the night before with Darcy.
   "She was awful," Lisa began.  "Crying and begging me not to leave her.
Andy was far easier to handle than Darcy."
   "So what did you say?" I asked tentatively.
   "That I wanted to break up...I mean that was now kind of obvious," Lisa
said with a wry chuckle.  "I'm in your bed with Lily...she told me she saw
us," she added.  "She knew...or had strong suspicions about you and me
before as well."
   "I guess its better it's out in the open," I said somewhat relieved that
Darcy at least knew everything.
   "It is but it still poses us a problem," Lisa said cautiously, watching
me for reaction.  "We share the apartment costs and the six weeks deposit.
It means we can't just break up and leave.  We have to stay until the
apartment gets rented again, or the six weeks is up, before we can hope to
get our money back.  It's quite substantial...well to me anyway.  I can't
afford to lose it by leaving early," she said.  "And of course it's only a
one bedroom place...which poses us a problem if I want to break up now but
have to stay."
   Lisa looked at me with concern as she laid out the details of their
rental arrangements.
   "Come here," I said immediately.  "Pay your rent as normal until they
find another tenant, or the six weeks is up; but live here with me."
   Here eyes watered and she leaned in so she could hug me.  We kissed
again and then I broke the kiss and sat looking at her beautiful face;
somewhat strained with the obvious emotional turmoil she was going through.
   "Want to move in now?" I grinned.
   "Stop it," she laughed and playfully slapped my thigh as admonishment.
"Let me ease Darcy down a little more...at least tonight," she said smiling
sadly at me.  "It's the least I can do."
   "Break up sex?" I said raising my eyebrows and gave a low whistle.  "Can
I watch?"
   "Pig," she laughed and slapped me playfully again.  "No...not exactly. I
slept on the couch last night.  She came out twice and bawled and begged me
to go to bed...but I stayed put.  It's for the best." She thought for a
moment; No...it's best I just go through everything with her about how to
break up amicably.  Maybe I could move in here next week."
   "Seems a bit pointless if she knows you're going," I said, a little
confused as to why Lisa couldn't just come to me.
   "It's not black and white Adam.  Despite my feelings for you, I still
love Darcy...it's just I'm not in love with her, if you can understand
that," she said her eyes seeking my understanding.
   "So who are you in love with?" I asked and stared into here eyes.
   "You of course silly...I've been in your company less than twenty four
hours total and I want to be with you," she smiled and nuzzled against my
chest.  "But let me manage Darcy's feelings please...can you be patient?"
   "Yep of course I can.  But just say the word and move your stuff in here
and we can sort out what we need and what we don't."
   "I'll be able to decorate this place properly," she said with a wry grin
looking around at Lily's oriental style handiwork.
   "Which brings us to my Asian lover," I said looking at her.  "She
doesn't know how we feel about each other.  She thinks you were a good idea
bit-player for her that I somehow arranged.  A treat for her more feminine
desires."
   "What!  Oh shit...so you have to go through a similar thing with her
like me and Darcy!" she exclaimed.
   "Exactly," I answered.  "But we were always marked to break up when she
leaves for China for good," I added.  "But it will be a surprise to her to
learn I have always wanted to be with you.
   "Oh shit.  Well I guess if you were going to split when she leaves, it's
really sooner rather than later," Lisa said
   "Yes but breaking it off for you will still be a kick in the teeth for
her...so to speak.  So I need to be sensitive to her feelings as well," I
added.
   Lisa looked at me uncomfortably and grasped my hands and bit her lower
lip looking pensive.
   "Will there be break-up sex?" she asked tentatively.
   "I'll say no...and make sure I stick to that," I said with a smile and
we touched foreheads heads affectionately.
   "Thank you," she whispered and big tears fell on our clasped hands.  She
sat up and wiped them with her hand and I embraced her and we sat, just
holding each other for a few minutes as she composed herself and then moved
to stand.
   "I'd better go," she said apologetically.  "Darcy will be home soon.  I
don't want to rub it in by being here when she gets back."
   "I understand," I said and stood with her.
   "Do you mind if I don't come over this weekend?" she asked as she stood
at the door to open it.  "Just let me work through things with
Darcy...uncomplicated...well as uncomplicated as they can be," she added.
   "Sure...and I have to see Lily tomorrow anyway," I said.  "Let me know
when you can move in."
   She nodded and we kissed once more and then she left.
   Lily listened respectfully to my admission that I was in love with Lisa.
She was certainly surprised there were real feelings between us, believing
it was purely Lisa's interest in Lily as much as me that led her to join
Lily and I.  When I admitted I had carried feelings for Lisa from the
moment I met her she nodded her understanding.  I couldn't really tell if
she was hurt or it didn't bother her.  She was very stoic and matter of
fact.  It was only when she muttered "well that's that.  I guess you best
be going" that I saw she was blocking out being hurt by the situation. 
Trying not to make a fuss or have recriminations.  Just a bland acceptance
I wanted to stop seeing her.
   "Lily I'm not here to just brush you off," I said a little peeved at her
response.
   "You can't possibly think we can sleep together now after what you have
just told me," she said a little annoyed at my own apparent irritation at
her.
   "No...no...you misunderstand.  I don't want to just say `see you, it's
been great' and run.  Can we go to dinner...as planned?  I still feel
strongly about you, despite knowing you were always going to leave the US
anyway," I said.  "And I was hoping you could at least stay in contact with
me...as lovers who are now friends," I said sounding a little plaintive.
   "You still want to see me?" she said a little incredulous.  "But you
love Lisa?  How can this be?"
   "We can be friends...buddies...and you can be with Lisa to," I said with
a chuckle.
   "You want me to be friends and maybe go to bed with you both?" she said
and I detected a hint of hope in her voice.
   "Well that will very much depend," I laughed at her, and I reached for
her and gave her a hug.  "But let's just transition to where I need to be
and you make your own judgment on whether or not you can be our friend.  If
you can...then we can see how that develops before any thought of repeating
yesterday.  The whole dynamics have shifted."
   She nodded at me; a serious look on her face as she was taking in the
possible scenarios.
   "What if I meet someone else?" she asked.  "I mean I won't be dating you
and I can't just sit at home."
   "No...of course not...you must get on with enjoying your time left in
the US.  And it will be your affair...your private life," I said.  "If we
break up then you are free to do what you want.  But if you also want to be
a friend of me and Lisa well that's cool to."
   She nodded and looked a little more accepting of the situation.  Not
quite so stilted and determined to take it in her stride as she had
initially demonstrated; even though she was not necessarily happy about it.
   "So where are you taking me for dinner?" she said with a smile.
   I laughed in relief and hugged her to me.
   "I am so grateful I met you," I said and meant it.
   "Me to," she mumbled into my chest and when I moved to kiss her, she
pulled back with a quizzical look.
   "You can't cheat on Lisa," she said evenly, believing the kiss might
mean I was betraying Lisa already.
   "Lisa is with Darcy for a few more days.  There is no point in us being
uncomfortable around each other.
   "What...so you think we can go on as normal?" Lily said a little
confused.
   "Well at least I can kiss my good friend can't I," I said with a laugh;
and as I leaned down she closed her eyes and raised her face for me to kiss
her.
   We kissed as we normally did and when we broke off, she lay her head
against my chest and we stood for a few minutes not speaking.  Finally she
pulled her head back and looked at me.
   "Will you stay tonight," she asked quietly.
   "I can stay if you want...but no sex," I said apologetically.  "I
promised Lisa."
   "You said Lisa is with Darcy," she said challenging me.  "What is to
stop her and Darcy sleeping together?"
   "Nothing.  But she said she wouldn't...and I believe her...trust her," I
said quietly.
   Lily nodded sadly and then smiled wanly at me.
   "You are a good person Adam.  I had strong feelings for you even when I
knew I must leave.  I had worried we would break up with much sadness when
that time came.  But I see how you feel for Lisa and somehow this does not
seem as bad as if we were still lovers when I leave," she said looking up
at me.
   "Thank you for understanding Lily.  And I do care for you...but...I need
to start out with Lisa as I mean for us to go on," I said.
   Lily nodded and hugged me again.
   "Dinner," she said with a small laugh.
   ***
   I stayed the night with Lily and true to my word to Lisa I did not have
sex with her.  We had a nice meal and came back to her apartment and
climbed into bed.  We slept naked as we always did but we behaved and there
was no attempt to initiate sex by either of us.  We slept in each others
arms and following a light breakfast the next morning, we kissed and
parted; sad but with a strong bond between us.  Lisa moved into my
apartment the following Thursday which was late night for Darcy.  She
confessed Darcy tried several times to initiate intimacy, hopefully leading
to sex; believing she could win Lisa back by simply outperforming me in
bed. She just didn't get it that it was not just a sexual attraction
between Lisa and me.  I did not see Lily for several weeks and one weekend
after Lisa and I had settled in properly I suggested we call and see Lily.
Lisa was a little apprehensive at first but when I called Lily she was
happy to meet in a bar in Faneuil hall.  We had a really nice time and when
I dropped her back at her apartment, she leaned in and kissed me and then
deliberately went around to Lisa's side and opened the door to kiss Lisa
farewell.  The next occasion I thought to call her I got a message her
number was disconnected.  Eventually I learned she had gone home to China
early.  It saddened me she left without saying goodbye.  She always said it
was going to be hard.  Maybe she felt it still would be, even despite the
fact we had been apart for two months.
   Darcy stayed on in the apartment complex until just after New Year, when
the leasing office found a new tenant.  Lisa came home to Connecticut with
me for Christmas and she was an instant hit with my folks and my racist US
Marine brother Luke, who commented that it was a good thing I'd got rid of
the `chink'.  He'll never change!  Mom and dad both thought Lisa was right
in the slot of the type of girl they thought Luke and I should be dating
with the view to marriage and grandkids.  Well maybe that was on track for
me.  Luke was married to his career as a Marine and as far as we knew there
was no one in his life.  Lisa invited Darcy to join us in Boston common for
New Years Eve, which she did but left us after the fireworks and before
midnight, saying she had to meet some friends.  I knew she couldn't bear
being with us at the midnight hour, knowing the year ahead meant no Lisa in
her life; despite Lisa already living with me.  I guess it would take some
time for her to get over Lisa.  When it came time to move out, she refused
all help from us and it was apparent she was trying to punish us by not
letting us be neighborly; a sort of in your face "I don't need you
assholes." Lisa took it quite hard and sulked for most of the day.  I
uncovered the Corvette and literally pushed her across the snowy lawn to
the parking garage and took her for a spin to Gloucester and back.  Just to
get away from Darcy moving.  She loosened up by complaining about the cold
as the Vette was a bit drafty; even with the hardtop in place.  I pulled
over just up the road a bit and let her drive.  By the time we returned,
Darcy was nowhere to be seen.  Lisa cried a little and then we went to bed
and made love until about nine o'clock when she got up and made a late
dinner.  This was to be our life together.  Making love and living our life
as we wanted.
   ******
   The Corvette is looking fantastic.  The suspension, brakes, motor and
body work all renovated and rejuvenated.  The upholstery still needs to be
done.  The supplier is struggling to find the original blue leather and I'm
struggling to get the money together to pay for it.  Lisa is nearly
finished college and I was made a permanent employee at the architecture
company where I have worked for eighteen months since graduating.  Things
are going well and summer is upon us once more and we drive the Corvette
with the top down; enjoying the wind in our hair.  Lisa has not heard from
Darcy for four months.  Just an email saying she has met someone and they
are planning on moving to New York in August.  Sometimes when we are out I
tease her by asking her if she likes that girl there, or the one over
there, and she pokes her tongue out and says how great they would be to go
to bed with; just to tease me back.  But she tells me she is content with
just me between her legs and she hasn't felt the urge to do to some woman
what I am doing to her with my mouth and tongue ...yet...as she giggles and
licks her lips to tease me.  If she does, I hope she remembers that
beautiful night with Lily and does not contemplate going behind my back to
revisit that part of her sexuality.  Hell I can do those things women do to
women to...it's just I don't have the anatomical equipment she has; and
maybe one day she may want to be like me and go down on it to...with some
woman.  It scares the hell out of me...but excites me as well.
   The End
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