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 �>�The Pool Girl by Leto Armitage

   Chapter 19

    -�Of course I -(TM)d fuck him, -� said Lavi loudly.

   I still had the door handle in my hand as I heard that coming from the
living room of the hotel accommodations but I decided to quietly close the
door and pause to listen more.

    -�He -(TM)s ancient! -� Replied Melissa.

    -�But awesome, and you -(TM)re one to talk about age.  Besides he was
probably around Robert -(TM)s age when he did Dr.  Who. -�

   Dr.  Who?

    -�Yeah, but way older now, -� said Melissa.

    -�I -(TM)d still fuck him, -� clearly with a defensive tone.

    -�You -(TM)d give him a heart attack. -�

    -�Well, he could tie me up with that scarf so he controls the speed. -�

   Melissa started laughing,  -�You skank. -�

   I was smirking as I walked in.   -�So, you -(TM)d fuck Tom Baker? -�

   Melissa and Lavi were in the living room area and watching one of the
Dr. Who episodes with Romana but I didn -(TM)t recognize it.  They were on
opposite ends of the couch, their feet intertwined, and full drinks at
hand. They lifted their legs and I got in the middle which immediately
meant I was playing host to four feet with battling toes.

    -�Sure, -� Lavi said,  -�everyone has a celebrity list, right? -�

    -�I always called them hall passes, -� I said.

    -�Who would you fuck if you could fuck anyone? -� Asked Melissa.

    -�You two, -� I said.

   Both of them rolled their eyes.   -�That -(TM)s sweet, -� said Lavi, 
-�but seriously. -�

    -�Well, I -(TM)ve seen plenty of women who are attractive.  Emma Stone
comes to mind.  When I was a kid it had to be Pamela Hensley. -�

    -�Who, -� Melissa asked?

    -�Search for  -~Princess Ardala Buck Rogers -(TM) -� I said.

   Melissa had her phone out instantly.  A second later she passed it to
Lavi.

    -�Not my type, -� said Lavi,  -�but I wouldn -(TM)t kick her out of
bed. -� She passed the phone back.

    -�Prepubescent you had good taste, -� said Melissa, grinning.   -�Any
others? -�

    -�Carolina Munro, -� not waiting for the question I supplied,  -�search
for  -~Golden Voyage of Sinbad -(TM). -�

   Melissa wolf-whistled a second later and passed the phone to Lavi again.
As Lavi looked Melissa said,  -�You know I think I -(TM)m detecting a
pattern with these harem girl outfits. -�

   I shrugged.   -�What can I say, young me was heavily influenced by
reading a not at all child-appropriate old paperback of the translated
Arabian Nights my mom bought for me from a used book store.  What about you
though? -�

    -�What about me, what? -� Melissa asked.

    -�Who would you want a hall pass for? -�

   She blushed.   -�Natalie Portman or Freeman Agyeman. -�

    -�Martha Jones from Dr.  Who? -�

    -�Yeah. -�

    -�Any men? -� I pressed.

    -�Um. -� She was fidgeting.

    -�I know, -� singsonged Lavi.

   Melissa shot her a glare that could have wilted a flowering plant.

    -�Out with it, -� I said.   -�Things that make you tick you should be
able to share with your husband. -�

    -�You didn -(TM)t tell me any current celebrities you -(TM)d fuck, -�
She retorted.

    -�I don -(TM)t know if I -(TM)d really fuck any celebrity, -� I said. 
-�Sure there are some I find hot and I can give a much longer list of
those, Kate Upton, Scarlett Johanson, Natalie Dormer... -�

   I was interrupted by Lavi,  -�Oh god, she made me wet as Moriarty on
Elementary. -� I could only nod in absolute agreement.  Melissa nodded more
gently but in agreement as well.

    -�But, -� I continued,  -�I could meet them and have zero chemistry so
who really knows.  Sexiness is personality as well as appearance.  Sure
Natalie Dormer as Moriarty was stunning but would she be as herself?  I don
-(TM)t know. -�

   Melissa steeled herself,  -�That -(TM)s fair.  So ...  Edward Norton. -�

    -�Okay. -�

    -�Okay? -�

   Lavi giggled.   -�He -(TM)s not saying you can actually fuck him but you
-(TM)ve put women straight in his path for the last two days on our
honeymoon.  He felt one up.  What do you think he -(TM)s going to say? -�

    -�That is so different, -� Melissa said.

   Lavi turned to me to reply instead of to Melissa,  -�She -(TM)s wanted
that dick since she saw The Illusionist. -� Suddenly an ice cube flew past
me and got Lavi right on her face.

    -�Bitch! -� Melissa roared.

   Lavi stuck her tongue out at Melissa.  Melissa pouted but I rubbed her
foot.   -�It is fine.  I told you before, I would think it odd to be the
only man you looked at.  It doesn -(TM)t mean I -(TM)d be fine with you
actually sleeping with him. -� She seemed mollified by that.

    -�So, Lavi, you liked giving Melissa grief, who would you want a hall
pass for? -�

    -�Oh, I -(TM)ll just go with your list Robert, you seem to have good
taste, maybe add a few like Margot Robbie, Jennifer Lawrence, Britney
Spears... -�

   Melissa,  -�You can -(TM)t stand her music! -�

   Lavi grinned,  -�Doesn -(TM)t mean she wouldn -(TM)t fit between my
thighs. -�

   Melissa threw her hands up in frustration.   -�You -(TM)re impossible.
-� Lavi wiggled her butt in response and traced a fingertip along the
inside of her thigh.  Melissa rolled her eyes but I noticed she also looked
back to watch it slide up.  I was watching too.

    -�So... -� Lavi said.   -�How did the meeting go? -�

    -�Huh? -� It took me a split second.  Lavi could be very distracting. 
-�Pretty well.  We reviewed the project and talked about the technical
aspects of some others.  They got some very high level free consulting from
me, which they -(TM)ll probably compare with their own people -(TM)s notes
just to see what I said differently.  The final statement was that they
wanted to, how did they put it,  -~explore opportunities to find
partnerships that leverage our unique skills -(TM). -�

    -�That sounds good, -� Melissa said.

    -�I think so.  Tony seemed pleased and he knows how those people think
better than I do. -�

    -�Hmmm... -� Melissa sat up and moved to my lap and started unbuttoning
my shirt.   -�Well, I reserved a beach umbrella and chairs at 4 o
-(TM)clock.  So ...  do you know what time it is? -�.

    -�A little after three? -�

    -�Well, I don -(TM)t know about that, -� said Melissa,  -�but I know it
-(TM)s finally time for love Mr.  Carlo. -�

   I ran my hands under her shirt and up her back.   -�I think that sounds
absolutely lovely Mrs.  Carlo. -�

   She wiggled her butt on me,  -�I like the sound of that. -� She jumped
up and grabbed Lavi -(TM)s hand.   -�You too, Mrs.  Carlo, I want to eat
you. -� Lavi -(TM)s eyes lit up.  She clearly liked that idea.

   They started walking hand in hand into the bedroom as I followed.  
-�You could have gotten started without me, you know. -� I took the jacket
off and walked over to the closet to hang it up as the girls started taking
their shirts off.

    -�We had planned to, but we ran an errand after you went to the
meeting. We -(TM)d just made drinks and sat down when you got back, -�
offered Lavi.

    -�Errand? -� I turned around to see Lavi laid back on the bed, her legs
straight up in the air working her shorts off.

    -�Oh, that -(TM)s a surprise for later, -� said Lavi.  She got the
shorts and panties off in a single motion and lay back, large breasts
sliding toward her sides.  She had the firmness of youth but gravity would
not be denied when they were that big.  At the same time, Melissa was
stepping out of her own shorts.  As soon as she was naked she put her
earlier declaration to action and was between Lavi -(TM)s thighs licking at
her sex.  I took my time putting up my suit and watched as Melissa spread
Lavi -(TM)s lips and made love to her with tongue and mouth.  Lavi just lay
back and purred with delight.

   I walked by Melissa and with a swat made her left butt cheek bounce. 
She wiggled her butt at me but I crawled up on the bed next to Lavi and
lifted one of her breasts that was lying flat and lifted it up to my mouth.
I suckled on her nipple like a baby except for occasional licks and she
brought an arm around me and held me to her.  I felt her fingernails on my
back, like tiny spikes where she gripped me.

   After a while, I removed my mouth and shifted up to be near her ear and
with a whisper started talking to Lavi,  -�Do you like that? -� She moaned
affirmatively.   -�You like that blonde-haired cheerleader eating your
snatch? -�

    -�God yes, -� she replied.

    -�What -(TM)s Hebrew for a slut? -�

    -�Sha ...  r ...  lila. -� She barely finished the word because she was
gasping.

    -�I -(TM)m not sure I got that.  Sharlila? -� I teased her nipple with
my fingertips.  She nodded.   -�You know, I noticed that all the girls you
added for your list were blonde-haired blue-eyed, classic shiksas. -�

    -�Uh-huh. -� It was kind of a grunt but it was affirmative.

   I kept whispering, pulling hard on her nipple,  -�I wonder how you
-(TM)d look with a tramp stamp, something like sharlila for shiksas. -�

   She replied by leaning over and kissing me, violently attacking my mouth
with hers.  When she disengaged for air she was coherent again and eyes
blazing.  One hand had reached over and was stroking me, making my cock
jump with each motion.  Her other hand pulled my head forward so that now
her lips were to my ear and it was her turn to whisper.   -�You better get
down there and fuck our wife.  And if you want to brand me the only ones I
-(TM)ll be a slut for both you and her.  The rest can get one their knees
for the chance to eat my pussy. -�

   I pulled back and stroked her cheek.   -�That -(TM)s my lioness. -� I
moved behind Melissa who was still busy enjoying Lavi -(TM)s taste and with
pleasure ran my thumb through her folds.  She was already moist and I added
to it by spitting on my thumb and gently working it in.  She wasn -(TM)t
fully aroused yet busy as she was focusing on Lavi but I felt her vagina
loosen to invite me in.  That was all the invitation I needed to line my
cock up and pressed in.  Once I was a few inches in I moved my hands to her
hips and slowly began the luxurious in and out motion.

   Melissa broke from her administrations to Lavi long enough to whimper, 
-�That -(TM)s it, give it to me. -�

   I smacked her cheek.   -�Oh, you -(TM)ll get it.  But I -(TM)m going to
take my time. -�

   Melissa whimpered at me and Lavi reached down to play with her now
neglected pussy.  Melissa took the hint and put her tongue back to work. 
Despite our frequent passion, Melissa was still ridiculously tight and
often had me ready to seed her like far too quickly for my liking so after
a few minutes I paused to let myself calm down and took the opportunity to
start to finger that delicious looking asshole.

   She paused with Lavi again,  -�That -(TM)s it, finger my asshole you
bastard, you want to fuck that ass? -�

    -�I do, but not right now. -� Leaving my pinky in there I started
thrusting again.  We continued for a while, Lavi seemed to be lost in being
eaten though she occasionally opened her eyes and looked at me and smiled.
Every couple of minutes Melissa would have a tiny orgasm and I would pull
my finger out to wet it and push it back in, stimulating her ass as I
fucked her again.  After another five minutes or so I knew I wouldn -(TM)t
last long so I tried to hold it back as best I could and started speeding
up, slamming into Melissa as hard as I could.  Each time she got pushed up
and her face smooshed into Lavi -(TM)s crotch, which she didn -(TM)t seem
to mind at all.

    -�That -(TM)s it, -� Lavi said,  -�cum in the little slut while she
eats me. -� I replied by doing my favorite job in the world and fucked
Melissa until it was painful to hold back further and then she came, came
screaming right into Lavi -(TM)s pussy which must have been a novel
sensation since Lavi started laughing.  Melissa thrashed her right,
slapping the bed like a drum as she came.  She lay limply for a moment
before Lavi poked her.

    -�Come here, -� Lavi said.  Melissa obeyed and scooted up the bed. 
Lavi scooted her hair out of her face and kissed her.   -�You -(TM)re so
beautiful. -�

   While they traded little lip kisses I noticed Lavi was still playing
with her clit and Melissa was massaging her own lips occasionally taking a
stray trace of our combined juices and coating her lips with them.  I was
still hard as steel and crawled between Lavi -(TM)s still open legs and
while they were kissing pushed in.  I fucked her gently while Melissa
reached down and took over for Lavi -(TM)s hand and within minutes we had
her arching her back in a long silent orgasm.  To my surprise, I came again
or at least had the sensation of it though I doubt I had anything to shoot
into her.

   We all lay there recovering, I was lying between Lavi -(TM)s legs, my
head on her stomach while Melissa lay still beside her.

   I think I fell asleep for a few minutes but awoke to Lavi -(TM)s soft
voice floating through my consciousness.   -�You know what we forgot to try
out? -�

   Melissa -(TM)s voice, however, was sharp and woke me the rest of the way
up.   -�Oh yeah, Little Robby.  I -(TM)d totally forgotten. -�

    -�Huh? -� I managed.

    -�Well...   -� started Melissa.

   Lavi continued,  -�We took your card and went to a local toy shop.  I
had ordered that dildo for Melissa that was about your size and I decided I
wanted a Little Robby of my own. -�

    -�And, -� Melissa picked back up now running her hand through my hair,
-�we might have picked up a few other memory makers too. -�

    -�Such as? -�

    -�Those are surprises. -� They said together and then giggled as a
pair. With a sigh, I got up to pee.  It was nearly four so we rinsed off
and headed to the beach.  We had a good two hours to enjoy it.  This time
our beach attendant was a girl, not a boy.  She gave both the girls an eye
and me this time after Lavi and Melissa both gave me deep kisses to
establish I was not a parent.  This time I decided to start off with a swim
and they resumed their tanning regimen.

   The beach girl was cute and I saw Melissa gently flirt with her a few
times but the girl didn -(TM)t respond so she dropped it.  So, there were
actual women immune to her flirtations.  That was good to know.  A few guys
dropped by but they seemed to take the hint much better than the ones
yesterday.  After a few hours of sun and surf, we went back in to get ready
for dinner.

   We came in from the beach and sat around cooling down for a little bit.
Lavi turned the television to a music channel and a mix of 80s and 70s pop
hits filled the room at a high volume.  We all rehydrated and took showers.
I climbed in first and Lavi joined me in the shower.  I enjoyed rubbing
against her and she enjoyed teasing me in response.  I got out while Lavi
was still washing her hair and Melissa took my place.  Apparently the hotel
did a better job with its hot water heater in the middle of the day.  I was
reading the news and email when Lavi got out.  I knew from experience that
Melissa would take a while washing her hair.  Soon Lavi was clad in a
matching black bra and panties and was fiddling around at the sink with
something.

   I looked over at her.   -�A preview? -�

   She grinned back but didn -(TM)t respond, walked over, leaned over to
kiss me, and let her heavy breasts hang in front of me, gave them a shake,
and wandered back.  I noticed that I never did see what she had in her
hands.

    -�We -(TM)ll get dressed in the bathroom, -� she yelled to me before I
heard the bathroom door shut again.

   These girls were going to kill me and I was going to die happy.  I
caught up on everything that looked interesting and went into the bedroom.
Lavi put out my dinner wear for me.  Everything was laid out on the bed in
little piles, even socks, and shoes.  I was trying to decide if this was
more them telling me what to do or being wifely.  I decided to go with the
second.  Sometimes you just have to choose to be happy with things. 
Imagining them in French maid outfits while doing it helped too.  So, with
a smile, I started to get dressed.

   I was tying my shoes when they came out.  Lavi came out first.  She had
said she would turn heads but keep it classy and she had.  It was a classic
little black dress with straps that went over her shoulders and the length
went to her knees.  It was form-fitting but not skin tight and showed her
hourglass figure off.  The top exposed a healthy portion of her cleavage
and I couldn -(TM)t help but wonder if she spilled anything if the entire
restaurant would ask to help clean it up.  Her hair tumbled in curly
ringlets down her shoulders.  On each ear were her fire opal earrings and
her two wedding rings featured on her hand.  She carried a small black
clutch and stood on three-inch heels that made her legs look nice.  A
couple of decorative black and red bracelets on her right hand offset the
whole thing.  Forget turning heads, she might cause some men, and women, to
walk into walls.

   Unfortunately fear kept me from fully enjoying it.  I knew I was in
trouble.  It had not escaped my notice that usually Melissa came out first
in something more traditional to let me get the one-two punch with Lavi
having the dramatic follow-up.  Now Lavi was the warm-up.  Melissa came out
and it was just goddamn unfair what it did to me.  It felt like someone had
just lobotomized me as I took the sight in.  Like Lavi, she wore heels, but
hers were five inches high, which brought her to a statuesque height.  The
dress was red and if Lavi -(TM)s was form-fitting this was a second skin.
Melissa had a combination of muscle and softness that was a woman at her
prime and this dress not only showed it but challenged you to pay
attention. It was a dark, vibrant red and went down to her ankles but was
cut high on the left to mid-thigh, exposing that leg in a red stocking as
she walked.

   Where the cut stopped a floral pattern of semi-transparent black lace in
a rose pattern started and meandered up to her hip, across her stomach, and
to her breasts.  Once at her bust it created a wide V shape that covered
her cleavage and flowed up to become the straps that went over her
shoulders.  The lace wouldn -(TM)t have been so dramatic if it hadn -(TM)t
been nearly transparent inviting you to try to stare through the lace.  Her
straight blonde hair hung around her head like a crown.  She turned around
and the lace connected with her shoulder blades and then went down to
create a large oval, leaving her back exposed from her neck to the small of
her back just above her ass.  I flashed back to Thursday morning when she
said  -~Remember, you asked for this. -(TM) So, I had.

    -�Um ...  want to stay here? -� I asked.

    -�Nope, -� giggled Lavi.   -�You have to show us off. -� Lavi was
obviously enjoying my shock and she drank Melissa in with her eyes as
deeply as I was.

   That was when my phone played a piece of piano music.  I ignored that.
My phone rang again.   -�Want to get that? -� Melissa asked while she
cocked her hips and put one hand on her left hip while holding her clutch.
Oh, yeah, she had a purse too.  That had slipped my mind while my brain had
shut off.

    -�Uh, sure. -� With a sigh of resignation, I grabbed the phone and
looked at the messages.   -�Tony wants to get drinks before dinner.  He
just mentioned to his wife that I -(TM)m going with two girls and warned
her we -(TM)re polygamous.  Apparently he thinks it -(TM)s best to rip the
band-aid off before we have dinner with the guy from the oil company. -�

    -�I take it she doesn -(TM)t approve? -� asked Lavi.

    -�I guess.  His exact phrasing was  -~she is fit to be tied so keep
shields up -(TM), -� I replied.

   Melissa looked at Lavi,  -�Good practice? -�

    -�Yep, -� was the reply.

   We went down and caught a cab.  I decided to not drive so I could have a
few drinks.  The taxi brought us to the restaurant quickly and I checked
in, saying we were with the Montgomery party but would be in the bar with
others until dinner started.  As we moved doors were sprung open by men.  A
doorman at the main entrance of the restaurant was nearly bowled over by a
middle-aged fellow who I think wanted nothing more in the world than some
acknowledgment from the goddess that was Lavi.  Another stared at Melissa
as if he was memorizing her and appeared unaware of the glares the woman
with him was giving him.  Once we walked into the bar the girls flanked me.
There wasn -(TM)t room to walk three abreast, so they stood immediately
behind me, their arms interlaced and clearly both with me.

   I spotted Tony, a shortish man with Filliponio heritage at the bar with
what I guessed was his wife.  Tony was short but fit, and I knew he did a
fair bit of running.  I -(TM)d never met his wife before but she fit his
description of her.  She was dyed blonde and I -(TM)d have to guess about
my age, about Tony -(TM)s height, maybe 5 -(TM)6 -� and looked like she
dieted and did the gym until she forgot that a bit of body fat could
actually be healthy.  I walked up.

    -�Robert! -� Tony grabbed my hand in a firm handshake.  He looked to
Melissa and Lavi and missed just a single beat as he absorbed their
appearance,  -�These must be your ladies! -� He turned to them in turn, 
-�Melissa and Lavi, right? -�

    -�Yep, -� Melissa said and returned his warm simile.

    -�I don -(TM)t speak any Russian though, -� said Lavi giggling.

   Tony looked confused but then laughed.   -�He told you about that eh? -�

    -�I did, -� I said.   -�They thought it was very funny. -�

    -�My wife, Phillipa, -� said Tony, stepping back and putting his arm
around the woman.

   I extended my hand,  -�Robert, Lavi, Melissa, -� I said pointing to each
as Phillipa shook my hand.

   Melissa said,  -�A pleasure -� as she reached out her hand but Phillipa
pretended to not see it.  Lavi didn -(TM)t bother trying.

    -�Glad to meet you all.  Drinks? -� Phillipa didn -(TM)t actually look
at any of us as she said it.

   Tony, ever the spokesman, called over the bartender.   -�Another gin and
tonic for me.  Robert? -�

    -�Rum and coke. -�

   Tony turned to Lavi,  -�You? -�

   Phillipa coughed.   -�Perhaps we should make sure the girls are old
enough to drink dear. -�

    -�A mango mule will be fine, -� said Lavi.

    -�Shirley ginger, -� added Melissa.

    -�Great! -� He passed on the order and we all moved from the bar itself
to a nearby table.   -�So, -� Tony picked back up,  -�this should be a
piece of piss.  You did great this afternoon Robert, they have a few hold
outs but since Montgomery is their point man I -(TM)m guessing they -(TM)ve
decided it -(TM)s really in his hands now.  The good news is I know him. 
Results matter to him. -�

   I shrugged.   -�All I can do is my best at any given time.  I can -(TM)t
promise results. -�

    -�And I don -(TM)t expect it but just be a little less about statistics
and a bit more confidence about results, got me? -�

    -�All right, all right, I -(TM)ll try to be more ...  positive and
less,  -~here -(TM)s the number spread -(TM). -�

    -�Thanks, that -(TM)s all we need! -�

   A waiter now came over with our drinks.   -�We have two mocktails
here... -�

   Phillipa decided to assist.   -�The ...  virgin ...  drinks go there. -�
She pointed at Melissa and Lavi.

   Lavi smiled sweetly and Lavi reached out to take them,  -�Thank you!  I
know a mango mule has a ton of calories but I -(TM)ll burn them off after
dinner, I -(TM)m sure. -�

   The waiter was a young man and blushed while he asked who got what else
and passed the drinks out.  Phillipa did not look amused.  She turned to
her husband.   -�Tony, I didn -(TM)t know you paid enough for mistresses,
do you think you should pick one up? -�

   Lavi was sitting next to me so I squeezed her knee under the table as
she started to say something to stop her.  Unfortunately, Melissa was on
Lavi -(TM)s other side and I couldn -(TM)t get to her.

    -�Oh, you know what they say, a good woman or two can help relieve all
kinds of life -(TM)s burdens from a man. -� Melissa took a sip and after a
single beat of silence added.   -�Maybe he should consider starting with
one. -� She stared Phillipa in the eyes.  Well, that didn -(TM)t take long
I thought.

    -�So...   -� Tony interjected.   -�What are you girls studying? -�

    -�Oh, we haven -(TM)t started classes yet.  Our senior year starts next
week, -� offered Melissa.

    -�Senior ...  as in college... -� Tony suddenly realized he had walked
off the deck of the ship.  Melissa did not throw him a life raft.

    -�High school.  We -(TM)re seniors in high school, both cheerleaders.
-� Melissa said sweetly.  What color there had been in Phillipa -(TM)s face
bled out.

    -�So, girls, how old are you? -� She asked the question as if she wasn
-(TM)t grinding her teeth, though it sounded a bit like she was.

    -�Eighteen, -� they answered together.

   Phillipa took a big sip from her drink and motioned to a waiter as if to
indicate another margarita.  Fortunately, the zero-tolerance attitude
Melissa and Lavi had taken resulted in minimal bloodshed as Phillipa
retreated a bit.  She joined us with occasional comments as the five of us
discussed what we had done so far in Miami and what we might get up to
tomorrow.  If Phillipa -(TM)s part of the conversation was terse at least
she was trying to not be a complete wet blanket and even with her obvious
disdain she smiled at Tony occasionally and squeezed his hand, clearly not
angry with him.

   Eventually, I left to check the status of our table and found it was
ready.  I came back to find everyone behaving themselves.  We got up to go
to the table and ran into Laurence Montgomery, just arriving himself with
his wife.  I had only met Laurence today but knew from Tony that he was in
his mid-50s, from the northeast of the US, and had a couple of degrees in
business and geology from good schools.  What I discovered today in the
meeting was that he was a bit round, bald, black, and had the most
insightful questions of anyone in the meeting, at least of my work.  That
made sense as he was the head of their division that located mining sites
and if we worked together he and our company would have to have a
comfortable working relationship.

   He greeted us, learned everyone -(TM)s name, and introduced his wife,
Annaliese, a stately black woman, average height with strong features.  She
seemed genuinely glad to meet us.  She lost that composure for a moment but
recovered it quickly when she met Lavi and Melissa.  We all got seated.  I
was between my wives and held out the chair for Melissa while Lavi waited
and then did the same for her.

    -�I don -(TM)t know about anyone else but I -(TM)ve had a lot of
seafood and Cuban pork the last few days.  A good steak sounds excellent,
-� I said.

    -�I like that plan, -� Laurence said.   -�They buy from a farm up in
the panhandle and fly the meat in fresh every day, butcher it on site.  And
if you -(TM)re up for it they have some wonderful selections for
after-dinner drinks. -�

    -�I don -(TM)t drink it frequently but I do like scotch, -� I said.

    -�We have a plan then! -� Laurence was clearly excited to play host and
eager to please.  It was charming in a silly way and I found myself liking
him.  This was when the waiter arrived to pass us menus.  It was nice to
have something to pretend to look at instead of people.

    -�Are we all going to have steaks? -� Laurence asked.  All of us nodded
except Phillipa who was undecided.  Laurence decided that was enough to get
the waiter to supply at least one bottle of a nice red vino.  He added
appetizers to the order and we settled in to wait.

   Tony, ever the people person, turned to Laurence -(TM)s wife, 
-�Annaliese, do you work with Laurence? -�

   She laughed,  -�Oh no, I -(TM)m a high school teacher. -�

   Phillipa smirked,  -�Oh what a coincidence, Robert -(TM)s girls here are
still in high school. -�

   Annaliese looked around.   -�Excuse me? -� Clearly she was hoping she
hadn -(TM)t heard correctly.

   Melissa was red but it was Lavi who put her water down and said,  -�Let
-(TM)s get past this.  Mellie and I are eighteen, high school seniors and
she is the love of my life.  We have been inseparable since we were in 8th
grade.  She fell in love with Robert and after a while, I saw why and fell
for him too.  We -(TM)re making it work.  There is nothing sordid in our
relationship. -�

   Silence hung over the table a minute.

   Laurence broke the silence.   -�Well, I tried balancing two girlfriends
in college and I couldn -(TM)t do it... -�

    -�You should have let them date each other too, it would have given you
days off, -� Melissa said, completely deadpan.  That took a second to sink
in and then Tony and Laurence started laughing.  A bit of a smile touched
Annaliese -(TM)s eyes.

    -�Hmmm -� Annaliese looked thoughtful,  -�what do your parents think?
Do they know? -�

   Melissa answered first,  -�I only have my mom.  She is accepting it but
no, she -(TM)s not happy.  Fortunately, I am.  I am thankful for her
though. She makes me question what I -(TM)m doing so I -(TM)m more sure
than ever it -(TM)s the right thing. -�

   Lavi,  -�I found out after meeting Robert that my mom knew him from
college.  She said he was the most supportive man she ever met of her being
a writer before my dad.  She -(TM)s happy for me. -�

   She snapped her head towards Lavi a bit.   -�Lavi, -� Annaliese said, 
-�that -(TM)s a pretty name.  This is probably a coincidence but your mom
is a writer?  A writer I recommend to my students quite a bit has mentioned
a daughter named Lavi in a couple of her introductions. -�

   Lavi perked up.   -�Sylvia Newton?  Yeah, that -(TM)s mom, it -(TM)s a
pen name, well the Newton part. -�

    -�Really?  That -(TM)s amazing.  So ...  you must know my next
question. -�

    -�If it -(TM)s about mom -(TM)s writing I can think of a few she gets a
lot. -�

    -�A second Gates book? -�

   Lavi grinned,  -�Let -(TM)s just say the outline is nearly done.  Once
she has that she doesn -(TM)t necessarily stick to it but she -(TM)ll be
off and running.  But I don -(TM)t know where it is in her priorities, she
-(TM)s been doing a ton of YA workshops for writers called the Red Pen and
I know she -(TM)s been really wanting to do more. -�

    -�Uh... -� I had to interject,  -�excuse me, Lavi? -�

    -�Yes, love? -�

    -�Sylvia does workshops called the Ren Pen? -�

    -�Yeah, with young writers learning discipline and learning to take a
critical eye to their own work. -�

   I grinned.   -�Oh, I -(TM)m so going to give her crap about that... -�

   Lavi snorted a short laugh,  -�Why? -�

    -�When I used to edit her stories I used a red ballpoint pen.  She
hated that thing so much.  She once said she wanted to ...  uh, do
something biologically unpleasant to me with it.  She swore, up and down,
that she would never make anyone deal with her using a red pen on their
papers. -�

   Lavi looked amused as hell while Annaliese grinned and said,  -�Oh, I
understand that!  I always hated those red marks, especially in math that
was my worst subject.  In fact, I use a purple pen to try to be kinder when
I grade papers. -�

    -�So, -� I ventured,  -�what do you teach? -�

    -�English Literature and grammar, mostly advanced placement prep
classes though. -�

   Melissa added,  -�I -(TM)m looking forward to AP this year.  That -(TM)s
how Robert and I started talking.  I was reading  -�Their Eyes Were
Watching God -� from my summer reading list and he happened to be reading
it right then and we just started getting to know each other. -�

   Sometime during this, the waiter had shown up and poured wine for
everyone.  Phillipa stared daggers at the wine glasses in front of Lavi and
Melissa but apparently had chosen to not interrupt the flow of
conversation. I also noticed Tony whispering in her ear which might have
included a reminder of what this night meant for the company.

    -�Did you like it? -� Annaliese asked.

    -�The book? -� Melissa replied,  -�I did.  I thought it was really
powerful but I -(TM)m not sure I have all the life experiences to
appreciate some of it yet. -�

    -�You -(TM)re making some pretty big decisions right now without those
experiences now, -� Laurence -(TM)s wife said.  I could hear that studied
measure teachers use in their voices.  I -(TM)d used it when I was a TA
when asking students to challenge their own assumptions about a theme or
plot point.

   Lavi shrugged and picked up the conversation,  -�We -(TM)re eighteen, of
course, we lack some experiences.  Every eighteen year old is mucking up
their life every second.  Would you blink if I got married right out of
high school to a boy my age? -�

    -�I might say you should give yourself until after college, -�
Annaleise replied.

    -�But you wouldn -(TM)t think it was inappropriate? -� Lavi pushed.

    -�Well, no, of course not. -�

    -�Don -(TM)t underestimate a man who will research your grandmother
-(TM)s latkes to make them for you. -� Lavi wiggled her fork with a piece
of cured beef sausage from the appetizer tray at the school teacher who
smiled in response.

   Melissa followed up,  -�And the truth is, I like older men and I -(TM)m
not going to wait until I -(TM)m forty to marry the kind of man I like. 
And he -(TM)s not just the kind of man I like, but a man I love deeply. -�
Annaliese nodded as if to concede the point to Melissa.

   Now Phillipa directed herself at me with a fake sweetness to her voice.
-�Do you let these girls speak for you?  You haven -(TM)t said anything. -�

   I put the menu down.  The deserts didn -(TM)t look that interesting.  As
if talking to a small child I replied,  -�Phillipa, they were speaking for
themselves, they don -(TM)t need me to speak for them.  But if they choose
to, they can certainly speak for me, I -(TM)m fine with it.  I trust them.
Besides, I -(TM)m just glad they put up with me despite being a slob with
my laundry, especially in the bathroom. -�

   That was when Annalease started to choke with laughter on her wine. 
After a moment she regained herself.

    -�Sorry, -� I said.  I smiled at her when I said it and was glad to see
her responding in kind.

    -�No, that -(TM)s fine.  Laurence and our son do it too, that -(TM)s
why I was laughing. -� She looked over at Lavi and Melissa,  -�Is this a
male thing?  I didn -(TM)t have brothers growing up. -�

    -�My brother wasn -(TM)t like that, -� said Melissa,  -�but he -(TM)s
also gay.  Maybe it -(TM)s a straight guy thing. -�

   Lavi,  -�Like they can -(TM)t mark territory the old fashioned way so
they leave clothes around to place scent? -�

    -�I like that theory, -� the older woman said.  Laurence and I
exchanged looks of shared silent suffering.  Tony wisely stayed silent but
I saw a look from him that indicated he might be guilty too.

   Analiese,  -�Don -(TM)t take this the wrong way Robert, but I have to
admit when I heard you had two young wives I assumed you were maybe old
school Mormon or some kind of Don Juan. -�

   Melissa snorted.   -�Robert?  I was his first relationship for a decade.
When we met he just stayed at home with his bees, read books, worked and
cooked. -�

    -�Now, -� Lavi said,  -�he does the exact same things except with us
around. -�

    -�And that -(TM)s how I like him, -� Melissa said.

    -�America is way too obsessed with the extroverts, -� added Lavi.  
-�More than Israel was. -�

   Laurence looked thrilled to have a point of conversation to make, 
-�Have you read  -�Quiet -� by Susan Cain? -�

    -�Uh, no, -� Lavi answered.

    -�Great book; it talks about that exactly. -�

    -�I -(TM)ll read it.  Right now I -(TM)m reading a Michael Chabon book.
-�

   That led to a round-robin of  -~what are you reading now. -(TM) Some
time passed with Melissa, Laurence, Annaeleise, Tony, and I exchanging book
recommendations.  Phillipa and Lavi were the odd people out not being
voracious readers but they had their own things to contribute and the
conversation forked multiple times.  Melissa ended up talking with Tony
about dance.  It turned out he loved to dance and was taking a jazz dance
class.  I -(TM)d had no idea, but it wasn -(TM)t as if he and I shared
notes about life much.  Tony -(TM)s wife even joined in after a while,
apparently being his dance partner and she seemed for a while to forget
that she was supposed to be a snippy bitch.

   Meanwhile, Lavi was chatting to Laurence about stained glass.  Lavi had
quite an interest in art history and had dabbled in various crafts
including making stained glass.  Laurence had his own pottery studio at
home and had wanted to branch out.  He was also fascinated by her growing
up in Israel and apparently had a cousin who had converted to Judaism and
visited Israel every few years.  Before dinner was over Laurence was
subscribed to her Instagram channel to follow her crafts.  I wondered if he
realized how many more flirty photos she posted.  I suspected he wouldn
-(TM)t mind those too given his discreet glances at her cleavage.  I couldn
-(TM)t blame him.

   At one point I noticed that Melissa was squirming occasionally as if
something was bothering her in how she was seated.  I leaned over,  -�Dress
not fit quite right? -�

   She looked back at me and I couldn -(TM)t read her expression.   -�Nope,
it -(TM)s fine. -� Huh.  But dinner moved on.

   Laurence -(TM)s wife quizzed me on my interest in African American
writers.  I told her the truth, that as an undergrad I -(TM)d been drawn to
20th-century American literature and something about southern writing spoke
to me.  Growing up in the rural south before we moved to Atlanta it felt
real to me and the stories that were written by female writers often felt
the most personal so when I -(TM)d started working on my master -(TM)s
thesis it had been on scapegoating themes in African American literature.
She, it turned out, had her master -(TM)s in education but undergrad in
English Literature, like me focusing on 20th Century American.  As the
night went on I ended up sharing some of my life stories and why I had to
drop out of my master -(TM)s program.

    -�It sounds like you were almost done, -� she said.

    -�Yep, I was in my last semester, I only needed to finish two classes,
-� I replied.  The steak was tender and wonderful with the fried onions.

    -�And you couldn -(TM)t do it remotely? -� She asked.

    -�Not back then, not the classes I needed and my mom was going to be
homeless.  I could do it now but my credits will have all aged out I think.
I -(TM)d have to start over from scratch and I -(TM)ve, well, moved on. -�

    -�You really didn -(TM)t date for a decade?  After that? -�

    -�I actually was in one serious relationship after grad school but
after that ended, yeah, it was a decade of pretty much being alone.  I
think I went on three dates during that time, each set up by someone else.
Each was horrible.  One woman actually went to the bathroom and never came
back.  I was grateful to not have to find a way to sneak out myself. -�

    -�I remember those days. -� She leaned forward conspiratorially.   -�I
think I may have done that to a few guys. -�

   I held up my wine glass.   -�Let -(TM)s toast to ending bad dates early
and joy in life. -� She clinked hers gently with mine.

    -�So you have good taste in 20th-century lit but what about the 21st
... have you read any N.K.  Jemisin? -� she asked.

    -�Oh yes, I have. -� I grinned like a mad man.

   We finished up dinner and went into dessert and coffee as Annaliese and
I discussed afro-futurism and the African influence on aesthetics in
science fiction and fantasy.  I had read everything Nemison had written.  I
had found the Broken Earth books wonderful for their combination of racial
and ecological justice themes.  Was that itself African diaspora?  We
debated that point back and forth, I argued it had a special prominence but
wasn -(TM)t truly unique.  We debated the merits of various writers.  I
found Okorafor -(TM)s writing flat and unimaginative.  We were not going to
agree there but I recommended Andrea Hairston and she recommended Nalo
Hopkinson.  We exchanged emails and promised to read some of the other
-(TM)s recommendations and exchange impressions by email.

   Frequently I -(TM)d reached under the table to stroke Lavi or Melissa
-(TM)s thighs.  They, in turn, played with me lightly, just fingertips that
kept me very awake.  At one point their hands ran into each other and they
spent a moment holding hands over my crotch.

   By now everyone else had ended up in a free-for-all discussion that
drifted topic to topic while Annaliese and I were in our own little
universe.  The table had quieted a bit because Melissa had broken into Lavi
-(TM)s chat to share pictures of the wall art she took yesterday.  Laurence
after looking at the pictures listened to me and his wife.  Then he looked
at us and said  -�Robert, you are officially invited to dinner anytime you
want at my place.  My wife doesn -(TM)t get to argue about books like this
with me.  I may actually get a peaceful meal with you there! -�

   Annaelease elbowed her husband gently,  -�We -(TM)re not arguing dear,
we -(TM)re discussing, it -(TM)s different. -� I nodded in agreement.  From
the corner of my eye, I saw Tony grinning.  From a rough start, this seemed
to be going well.

   The dessert plates and coffee were cleared away and Laurence clapped his
hands.   -�Who is up for a nightcap?  I think since Robert likes scotch we
should treat ourselves. -�

   Tony,  -�I would love to but Phillipa is tired and I think we -(TM)ll
retire.  Enjoy yourselves though. -� He smiled and shook Laurence -(TM)s
hand and retreated.

    -�Well, well, well, do you mind if I order for us? -� Laurence had a
glint in his eye.

    -�It would be my pleasure.  Ladies, scotch? -�

    -�I -(TM)ve had scotch before, -� offered Lavi,  -�but not the really
good stuff. -�

    -�Same, -� added Melissa.

    -�You are in for a treat then, -� Laurence said, happy as a schoolboy.
He flagged down a waiter.   -�Two fingers of your Glenfarclas 25 all
around. -�

    -�Ice? -� The waiter asked.

   Laurence looked at me.   -�No, nowhere near it please, -� I said.  The
waiter left, lingering just a tad bit more than was necessary glancing at
Lavi and Melissa.  But, he hadn -(TM)t been the first man or woman to do so
tonight.  Laurence was beaming, clearly, I passed some kind of test.  
-�That -(TM)s very generous, thank you, -� I said.

    -�Oh, don -(TM)t be too impressed, -� said Annaleise,  -�it -(TM)s easy
to be generous when it -(TM)s on an expense account. -�

   He chuckled.   -�Nothing but the best expense account meals for new
friends. -�

   It was barely a minute later when the scotch glasses arrived.  I took a
second to breathe in the odor before taking the tiniest sip.  It burned in
a lovely smoke down my throat.

   Melissa took a sip and then set it down.   -�Whoa, that -(TM)s potent!
-�

   Lavi, in contrast, took a larger sip and simply said,  -�Lovely. -�

    -�That -(TM)s good single malt, -� Annaleise said,  -�it is a bit of
learning curve but delightful once you learn the flavors. -� We made some
small talk but the evening ended mostly in companionable silence.  Lavi and
Melissa sipped at the scotch and after some getting used to it seemed to
savor each drop.  I loved these amazing women and spent some time just
watching them.  Annaleise -(TM)s smiles had long since become genuine and
she was warm with Lavi and Melissa.  We slowly wrapped up and made our way
to cabs.  On the street, as we waited we made our goodbyes.  I shook
Laurence and Annaleise -(TM)s hands.  Annaleise hugged the ladies goodbye.

   As the cab arrived I let Lavi and Melissa in first and then I climbed
in. I immediately texted Tony, per instructions, that all was well and
ended with smiles.

   Melissa put her head on my shoulder.   -�Robert? -�

    -�Yes, my love? -�

    -�I think I -(TM)m feeling that scotch. -�

    -�All right. -� I finished the text.  He sent back an animated gif of
someone spraying everyone at a party with champagne.

   She leaned in close and whispered in my ear.   -�Robert? -�

    -�Yes, Melissa? -�

    -�Lavi has her hand down the back of my dress and is playing with my
ass.  If you don -(TM)t get us back to the hotel and get this off me I
-(TM)m going to crawl on top of her in this cab. -�

   If will power could have done it that would have accelerated us to light
speed.  As it was I watched as their fingers intertwined and they gently
kissed, giggled, and then kissed more on the drive back.  I paid the cabbie
who looked at me in wonder.  All I could do was silently think I don -(TM)t
know why they -(TM)re with me either.  But they were moving with purpose
and if they were feeling the scotch they didn -(TM)t show it even on the
heels.  And I wasn -(TM)t going to be left behind.

   The door hadn -(TM)t fallen shut behind us when Lavi -(TM)s shoes came
off and her dress was following.  By the time we reached the bedroom, Lavi
had shoe straps held in one hand and her dress in the other.  She stood by
the bed in a black bra and panties.  She began loosening my belt and I
cupped her breasts through her bra.  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw
Melissa walk over to the fridge.  While Lavi undressed me Melissa poured
all of us glasses of Moscato.  I helped Lavi so I was down to boxers
quickly which she then divested me of them.  I made a motion for Lavi to
spin around and took her bra off for her and then slid her panties down.  I
realized I had never actually looked at her bras before or asked her size.
The label said 36DDD.

   Lavi grinned and took it out of my hand and tossed it on the chair
saying,  -�Mellie is a 34DD in case you needed to know.  Sheesh, married
and you don -(TM)t even know our sizes.  How are you going to buy us gifts?
-�

   I grinned.   -�I thought I -(TM)d just let you two buy for each other
and then surprise me so it could be my gift too. -�

   Lavi grinned back.   -�Smart man. -� She climbed on the bed patting next
to her.   -�Melissa has a plan. -� I joined her.  Melissa was still fully
dressed and a mellow song with a strong beat came on.  I didn -(TM)t
recognize the language but I was guessing Korean or Japanese as I knew
Melissa liked both genres of pop music.  Occasionally an English refrain
kicked in with the words  -�look at me. -� She began dancing with the beat
in place, undulating.  Looking at Lavi it was clear it was affecting her
too but we sipped our wine.  Halfway through the song, Melissa began
slinking with the beat, slowly moving her shoulders until they escaped the
dress.  Over the next minute, and I had no idea a minute could take so
long, she worked the dress down off her body.

   As the song ended another took its place and Melissa stepped out from
the dress.  I had noticed earlier the bright red stocking.  What I hadn
-(TM)t known was that it was paired with a red bra and panties along with
garters connecting the stockings.  And her legs ...  in five-inch heels
they were stunning.  I wasn -(TM)t generally that interested in a woman
-(TM)s legs.  Sure, I liked a nice pair of legs but it was impossible to
not want to run my tongue up and down them like this.  Melissa for her part
simply put her hands on her hips and smiled in a way I had never seen
before, it was a gloating smile of superiority.  I sighed.  She had warned
me.

   I think I had lost the capacity for words so I just made a  -~come here
-(TM) motion with my hand.  She shook her head no.  It was Lavi who said, 
-�One more thing. -� Melissa put one heel elongated leg up, undid her
garters, and then pulled her panties outside and reattached them.  She
slowly did the same thing with the other leg and then slowly stood up and
pushed the panties all the way down, kicking them to Lavi.  Lavi smelled
them while Melissa stood legs spread and ran a hand over her light blonde
mound of hair.

   Finally, Melissa got on the bed, folded her arms, and put her head down
and ass up.  Lavi made a head motion for me to get up.  I walked around and
Melissa moved her arms to grasp her ass cheeks, spreading them open to
reveal a golden shiny gem, probably quartz, right in the rosebud of her
ass. Melissa wiggled her ass and said,  -�Tonight I -(TM)m taking you, all
the way, no warm-up. -� Now I understood why she had trouble sitting at
dinner.

   I slapped her ass, alternating cheeks for three loud smacks each.  
-�You little slut, you -(TM)ve been warming your ass up for me. -�

    -�Oh yes, I want your cock in my ass.  Come on, take the plug out. -�
While she talked Lavi maneuvered under her, which made me back up for a
second to accommodate the limitations of human bodies but when they
resettled they were enjoying sixty-nining.

   I stood behind Melissa and grabbed the butt plug with my fingers and
slowly worked it out.  It wasn -(TM)t very big I felt her sphincter ring
object to my getting the bulbous end out.  It was thinner than my cock I
could feel some of what I suspected was lube on it.  The smart thing would
have been to put more lube in but I tossed the plug onto the bed and lined
up my cock.  I knew what Melissa wanted and I wanted to please.  I pulled
the cheeks apart and opened Melissa -(TM)s ass as far as I could.

    -�Are you ready? -� I asked.

    -�YES I... -� That -(TM)s as far as I let her get before I shoved in
violently.  She fell onto Lavi who screamed in surprise.  I bore down and
hammered at her, not letting her have any respite until I was completely
buried in her.  Slowly we lifted back up until we weren -(TM)t squishing
Lavi anymore.

    -�Warn me next time you -(TM)re going to spear the skank! -� She fussed
at me.

   In contrast, Melissa -(TM)s voice was strained,  -�Is that all? -�

    -�Yep, -� I said, maybe just a bit smugly.

    -�God that feels good, it felt like all I could do was take it. -�

    -�You are going to take it. -� And I started fucking her.  I pounded
her ass until it started to feel dry so I reached down while Lavi was
licking, put two fingers in Melissa -(TM)s folds and wet my fingers as much
as I could to put on my cock.  It wasn -(TM)t much but helped.

   Lavi evidently decided to be a team player.   -�Robert!  Hold the bitch
-(TM)s ass open and give me that cock. -� She opened her mouth wide and I
understood.  Leaving Melissa -(TM)s ass I leaned down and let Lavi suck me
in.  She slobbered on my cock and now dripping with saliva I returned to
Melissa -(TM)s ass.

    -�What was that?! -� Melissa sucked in a gasp of air as I pounded back
in.

    -�Our wife decided to lube up your ass getting reamed with her mouth,
-� I replied.

    -�Oh my god!  Lavi, you took from my ass to mouth?  You slut! -�
Something about that must have inspired Melissa because while she had been
letting me do the work suddenly she was pushing back against me like a
madwoman.  I then saw her grab the butt plug from where it lay on the bed
and stick in her mouth.  Slobbering all over it I saw her grab Lavi -(TM)s
ass cheeks and begin working it in.

   I suspect that at first, she thought Melissa was going to finger her ass
but as soon as the cold metal hit I heard,  -�What ...  What the fu...   -�
and it was cut off as she grunted and Melissa slammed the plug into our
wife -(TM)s ass.  With the butt plug in her ass and Melissa -(TM)s mouth on
her, Lavi only lasted a few minutes before she came and Melissa was right
behind her.

   As she came I heard her muttering,  -�That -(TM)s it cock sucker, lick
right there with his cock... -� They both lay limp and I pulled out and
walked around, and jerked my cock right off into Melissa -(TM)s face and
let it drip onto Lavi.  Once she realized what she was doing she looked up
and smiled, full of pride, and took it.  She reached out and massaged my
balls.   -�Thank you, -� she said.  Then she laid her head down and lazily
started using one finger to collect my spunk and lick it off.

   We lay in bed for a bit.  I topped up everyone -(TM)s glasses and we
chatted.  Melissa was happy to have several new firsts.  She hadn -(TM)t
thought she -(TM)d like taking a facial but liked how it felt to be
exposed. She had thought it would be about humiliation and at least for us
it wasn -(TM)t.  Lavi worked the plug out and fussed at Melissa about how
that sort of thing should be discussed first.  Melissa teased back and Lavi
admitted she liked it.  Lavi also said she had wanted to get penetrated
tonight so after Melissa getting me hard again with her mouth she stopped
proceeding to get a warm washcloth.  As she pointed out the vagina got
infections way more easily than a mouth did and I had been in her ass. 
Then Lavi climbed on and rode me while Melissa rubbed her clit.  Lavi came
and I held her while she shook through it.  All during it Melissa recovered
her phone and got close up.  I managed to cum again and Lavi said she could
feel it inside her and smiled at the feeling, rubbing her belly as she did.
It was only later I found out that the phone had been on and recording the
whole time, just left to sit in place without Melissa holding it.

   We rinsed off in the shower and settled into bed.  I was taking a lot of
showers this weekend.  I found a bad horror movie on the television and we
made fun of it and talked until we fell asleep.  That night, if I dreamed,
I didn -(TM)t remember them.



   Chapter 20

   The morning came quickly but I was surprised as I disentangled from
Melissa to find Lavi wasn -(TM)t in the bed.  I got up, used the bathroom,
and went into the living space in my boxers, just in time to find Lavi
walking back in.  She was wearing a black and purple sundress I hadn -(TM)t
seen her in yet.  She was carrying a large plastic bag and drink carrier,
awkwardly pushing the door open with her butt.  She smiled when she saw me.

   She spun slowly in place and asked,  -�Likey? -�

    -�I do. -�

    -�Good, because it was on sale super cheap and I bought it when I got
the dinner dress.  Mellie said it would be fine. -�

    -�I -(TM)m glad you did.  What do you have? -�

   She walked past me.   -�I decided to get bagels from a deli I saw down
the street, and coffee while I was at it. -�

   She put the carrier down and passed me a large coffee that had  -~con
leche -(TM) handwritten on the side.  She put another down that had on it,
-~snow white. -(TM) I had a feeling that was Melissa -(TM)s.

   The last one I had to ask about.   -�Chaotic Good? -�

    -�Agave and soy milk.  No idea why they call it that. -�

    -�I think it -(TM)s a D&D joke.  Do you prefer soy milk? -�

    -�Yeah.  I -(TM)m not lactose intolerant or anything but soy milk just
seems to go down a bit easier. -� She looked at me and gave me another
smile.  I was seriously addicted to seeing both her and Melissa being
happy. She started pulling out bagels, using a little table near the window
and opened blinds to let the sun in.  I made a mental note to buy soy milk
for the house.

   As she put out bagels, she also got out a small tub of cream cheese and
a folded package of wax paper that turned out to be thinly sliced pastrami.

    -�You play D&D? -� She asked.

    -�No, never have.  I -(TM)ve played some computer games based on it. -�

    -�I haven -(TM)t either, -� she said,  -�but it -(TM)s blown up these
days.  I know a few of the football team who play.  Mellie did once.  She
had a boyfriend for a while who played so she sat in. -�

    -�Wow, when I was in school a football player wouldn -(TM)t get near a
game like that.  No lox? -�

   She shrugged.   -�It -(TM)s all right but I prefer good pastrami. -�

    -�What happened to the D&D boyfriend? -�

   Lavi shrugged.   -�She liked him but he didn -(TM)t get her going. -�
She grinned,  -�I had been kind of hoping to play though and try it out but
it didn -(TM)t last.  Mellie still goes out of her way to be nice to him
though. -�

    -�So people don -(TM)t think she -(TM)s the cheer bitch? -�

   Lavi just nodded in response.  She hummed as she set out bagels and was
the quiet version of Lavi.  I made a sandwich with a garlic bagel,
spreadable cheese, and pastrami.  Before she threw the bag away I saw her
pull out a small paper bag from the gift store downstairs.

    -�What -(TM)s that? -�

   She held it up for me, pulling out a postcard that showed the hotel.  
-�Whenever I go somewhere special I send myself a postcard before I go home
and write to myself about what I want to remember.  Then when I get home I
look forward to it. -�

    -�That -(TM)s beautiful. -� Somewhere behind me, I heard a door to the
bathroom shut.

    -�This one is extra special.  I -(TM)m sending it to your ...  I mean
our house. -�

    -�Still getting used to that idea? -�

    -�Yeah. -�

   I looked at her as she addressed it and started fixing a sesame bagel
for herself with cream cheese and pastrami.  She was gorgeous.  I wished I
-(TM)d gotten up earlier and seen her walking around in her panties.  The
sun was in her hair.

    -�Tell me something. -� I said it before I realized it was out loud.

    -�Yeah? -� She looked up at me.

    -�I mean, tell me something about you, something I don -(TM)t know. -�

   She shook the pen trying to get it to work and then put it down, giving
up on it.   -�Hmm ...  insects freak me out.  You probably know that.  I
-(TM)m getting used to bees.  However, I think slugs and worms are really
neat.  My mom got me fish for my tenth birthday and I let the fish die and
just kept it going for water snails. -�

   I chuckled and said,  -�More. -�

   She thought for a second.   -�I like jigsaw puzzles.  They -(TM)re
really relaxing. -�

    -�Do you do the thing where you put them on a board and put epoxy over
them? -�

    -�No, I take them apart and give them away. -� She blushed, something I
rarely saw from her, certainly not when talking about risqu�(C) things.  I
kept looking at her.   -�You -(TM)re being weird, -� she said as she got up
and looked around for another pen to put with the postcard.  She found a
hotel pen.

    -�I can -(TM)t help it, -� I replied.

    -�Still weird, -� but she didn -(TM)t sound upset, in fact, she moved a
lock of hair behind her hair so I could look at her better as she sat back
down.

   I replied,

    -�I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of
carnations I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret,
between the shadow and the soul.

   I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.  I love you
straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I
know no other way -�

   That -(TM)s when I felt movement behind me.  It was Melissa.  She put
her arms around me and her chin on my shoulder.   -�Pretty poetry, -� she
said.   -�Whose? -�

    -�I don -(TM)t remember, -� I replied.   -�I probably didn -(TM)t get
it quite right.  It wouldn -(TM)t apply to you though.  You -(TM)re more...
-�

    -�My mistress -(TM) eyes outshine the sun; Blood is pallid next to her
lips -(TM) red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are moonlight; If
hairs be flaxen, silk grows upon her head.  In no perfume is there more
delight than her breath. -�

    -�You -(TM)re very sweet, -� she half mumbled,  -�but I probably have
morning breath and you -(TM)re abusing the Bard again. -� I handed her her
coffee in response.

   She immediately started drinking it, then tasting the cream and coffee
kissed me and then mumbled,  -�I love you. -� Her hair fell around her like
a disheveled mess.

    -�Lavi got the coffee, -� I said.

   She moved over to Lavi dressed only in her t-shirt from yesterday and
sat in Lavi -(TM)s lap.  They kissed.  I heard Melissa say,  -�You -(TM)re
my angel, -� before she returned to sipping the coffee.  Lavi abandoned her
writing to put her arms around Melissa and held her.  Melissa snuggled
against Lavi and slowly woke up.  I slipped back to the bedroom, grabbed my
phone, and got a few photos.

   Melissa looked at me and asked,  -�What are you doing? -�

    -�I -(TM)m doing a photo series called the angel and the bed rat. -�

   She stuck her tongue out at me in response.

    -�Ooo I can tell you something about Mellie! -� Lavi said.  Melissa
looked suspicious.

   This sounded good.   -�What? -�

    -�She doesn -(TM)t play a lot of video games but when she finds a new
puzzle game she likes she becomes totally obsessed. -�

   Now Lavi earned Melissa stocking her tongue out in response.   -�I
-(TM)m not that bad. -�

    -�You are why your mom banned tablets at Christmas, -� Lavi replied.

    -�She shouldn -(TM)t have bought me one if she didn -(TM)t want me to
use it. -� There was a hint of petulance in her voice.

    -�You were muttering  -~what the fuck -(TM) and spinning 3D models
around while everyone was trying to watch a Charlie Brown Christmas, -�
Lavi said flatly.

    -�There was a key hidden in it, I had to find it for the next stage! -�

   I couldn -(TM)t hold it anymore.  I started laughing, Melissa made a
harumphing sound and took her own seat to drink coffee and make a bagel. 
In a bit, we were all fed and Melissa and I wandered into the bedroom to
get dressed while Lavi wrote a few lines on the postcard.  She was going to
save the rest for later and mail it right before we left.

   Once in the bedroom, I went to find a clean shirt while watching Melissa
from the corner of my eye take her shirt off.  I swear she took longer to
bend over and look in the nightstand than she needed to.  For that matter,
I wasn -(TM)t sure she really needed to straighten those long perfect legs
and bend at the waist just to look in the nightstand.  Oh...

   I walked up behind her and stroked my hand up the back of her thigh and
let my fingertips play with the cleft between her legs.  She was already
wet.

    -�Mmmm, I was hoping you -(TM)d get the hint, -� she said.

    -�You -(TM)re awfully wet already. -�

    -�Lavi had a finger inside me while I was eating. -�

   I chuckled,  -�The slut; I didn -(TM)t even notice. -�

    -�Another minute and you would have. -� She grabbed the nightstand and
remained in that position.  I can take a hint.  I slipped into Melissa and
simply slammed home.

    -�FUCK YES! -� She yelled.  Lavi wandered in and went to the other
nightstand.  She pulled out a dildo I hadn -(TM)t noticed before though it
was a very familiar size.  She got on the bed, pulled up her dress and
pulled her panties to the side and began sliding the dildo between her lips
as Melissa and I fucked.  I held Melissa -(TM)s cheeks and watched Lavi and
it didn -(TM)t take long before Melissa came and I fucked her through two
more rapid orgasms before I came in her myself.  Lavi now had her head back
and was making a frothy mess.  Melissa crawled over to the bed and grabbed
Lavi -(TM)s breast through her dress and started kissing her neck.

   Melissa motioned to me and said,  -�Plug -(TM)s this slut -(TM)s mouth
hole. -�

   Obediently I got on the bed and knelt near Lavi -(TM)s head pulling her
around to wrap her lips around me to clean Melissa -(TM)s juices off. 
Within seconds I felt her shaking.  Melissa let her lay there a second
catching her breath and then tweaked Lavi -(TM)s nipple through her dress
and asked,  -�Happy, slut? -�

    -�Happy, -� Lavi confirmed.

   I chuckled and returned to getting dressed.  With shorts and a plain
white shirt I was ready in minutes, Lavi straightened herself and Melissa
decided to put on a yellow summer dress I -(TM)d seen in her before.  I had
a bunch of possibilities planned for today and suddenly realized something.
I -(TM)d thought about the girls interests, I -(TM)d asked them for ideas
but had I actually let them decide?  Breakfast plans had already changed
and the bagels had been perfect.

    -�What -(TM)s next? -� I asked.

   They looked at each other.  Melissa seemed unsure what to say but Lavi
said,  -�I -(TM)d like to hit the beach.  Do we have time before the
aquarium? -�

    -�Tanning again? -� I asked.

    -�No, I want to do the whole walk on the beach thing, walk in the
shoreline, look for shells, that kind of thing.  It -(TM)s still early; we
can beat the crowds. -�

    -�That sounds like fun, -� Melissa said.

    -�As you wish, -� I said with a slight bow.   -�And yes, plenty of time
before the aquarium. -�

    -�You mean if you don -(TM)t get called in for the meeting, -� said
Melissa.

    -�Nah, you two can do it anyway but I hope I can be there with you. -�

    -�You are really excited about the aquarium, -� said Lavi.

    -�I love aquariums! -�

    -�I mean I like aquariums, -� she replied,  -�but... -�

    -�It -(TM)s the turtles, -� I said.   -�Watching turtles swim is
fucking awesome. -�

    -�Turtles are nice but... -� said Lavi as we started to put shoes on
and head out.

    -�Don -(TM)t be a turtle hater... -�

    -�I -(TM)m not hating turtles! -�

   We reached the elevator.  Melissa,  -�This isn -(TM)t a Gamera thing is
it? -�

    -�You want to watch a Gamera/Godzilla movie?  That -(TM)s a great idea!
-� I grinned.

    -�Pretty sure that -(TM)s not what I said, -� she replied.

   Lavi chimed in,  -�I -(TM)m game, we can, like, marathon them! -�

   Now Melissa fussed at Lavi,  -�Don -(TM)t encourage him! -�

   And so we went through the lobby to the beach giving each other grief. I
hadn -(TM)t lied; I do really enjoy aquariums and like watching the turtles
but it was their reaction to the surprise I was really looking forward to.
We walked hand in hand, sometimes me in the middle, sometimes at an end. 
We walked, shoes off, at the waterline and Melissa would giggle sometimes
when the sand squished between her toes.  We talked about things coming up.
Melissa wanted to re-do the living room at home to make it more comfortable
for three of us.  Lavi had said she had a hundred ideas for outfits.  They
had to do some kind of big project for their fashion and design elective,
and Lavi felt energized by the Cuban art we -(TM)d seen.  Melissa got more
interested when Lavi mentioned dresses to dance in.  The beach fell behind
us as we walked.

   Long down the beach we worked our way back to the street and walked by
tourist shops back to the hotel.  It soon turned into a shopping trip as we
walked, with souvenirs picked up for friends, teammates, families.  I
picked out a cute Miami messenger bag and asked the girls if they thought a
thirteen-year-old might like it.

    -�For whom? -� Asked Lavi.

    -�Secret love child? -� teased Melissa.

    -�You -(TM)re silly.  No, Helene -(TM)s older daughter is 13 so I
thought she might like a bag.  Girls always need bags, right? -� Melissa
shrugged.  She actually wore things with pockets most of the time but Lavi
agreed.   -�And she has a younger sister, about ten so I thought I -(TM)d
grab some stuffed toys for her at the aquarium. -� That idea was more
broadly applauded and I was told I should probably buy one really cute one
for the 13 year old too.  I also decided to buy some Miami swim trunks with
dolphins on them and teased them into buying some one-pieces that matched.
They rolled their eyes but gave in.  I stuffed the swim clothes into the
girly bag.

   Melissa and I were waiting for Lavi to pick out something for her dad
when Melissa leaned against me.   -�I want to ask something, -� she said, 
-�but I don -(TM)t want it to sound weird. -�

   I grinned.   -�No, I won -(TM)t fuck your brother. -�

   She slapped me on the arm.   -�No, you goofball.  Sheesh.  Though he
-(TM)d probably be up for it, the slut.  He hasn -(TM)t asked though. -�

    -�All right, joking aside, what? -�

    -�The poetry, -� she replied.

    -�What about it? -�

    -�Is that something you plan?  Like you sit around and think,  -~I will
use this on Melissa. -(TM) -�

    -�You make it sound like a pickup line. -� I looked when she didn
-(TM)t reply right away and she had an unreadable look on her face.   -�No,
no, I don -(TM)t.  Friday night that one had been going through my head and
that day and I just wanted to say it.  This morning, I was thinking about
them but not planning to say anything out loud. -�

    -�What were you thinking? -�

    -�I was thinking Lavi was beautiful and Shakespeare -(TM)s sonnet 130
has always been one of my favorites.  It kind of describes her but not
really.  Shakespeare was trying to describe someone who wasn -(TM)t
physically stunning and Lavi is, just not in the way Shakespeare was using
for contrast but what has really made Lavi special to me is how she -(TM)s
taken this place in my heart and ...  I -(TM)m not very good at saying
things like that and it kind of came out as it said what I was thinking
better than I could. -�

    -�And then what you said to me? -� She looked up at me into my eyes.

    -�Isn -(TM)t it obvious, that absurd, ridiculously perfect image of a
woman that Shakespeare was using for contrast, you are that thing.  I
started to say that my mistress -(TM)s eyes were everything like the sun
but that -(TM)s absurd.  I couldn -(TM)t say it and  -~outshine -(TM) came
out.  The sun is a thing, a physical thing that brings life and Shakespeare
was describing physical things but you bring life to my heart as well as
body so you outshine the sun. -�

   She leaned back against me.   -�Thank you. -�

    -�Feeling anxious? -�

   She sighed.   -�Yeah, I -(TM)m glad you find me pretty but...   -� She
trailed off.

    -�I understand. -� There was a lot there.

    -�You do? -�

    -�I think so. -� That -(TM)s when Lavi finished.   -�All right ladies,
-� I said,  -�It -(TM)s voting time.  What -(TM)s next? -�

    -�What did you have planned, -� asked Lavi.

    -�Originally, I had thought we -(TM)d hit the design district for you,
Lavi, but it -(TM)s still early, I don -(TM)t know how much is open. -�

   Melissa was on her phone.   -�Ooo, how about, -� she held up her phone
to show us the web site for the Perez Art Museum.

    -�Museums are an easy sell for me, -� I said.

    -�Lavi? -� Melissa prompted.   -�I -(TM)d enjoy it and I think you
-(TM)d love it. -�

   Lavi replied,  -�What about you? -�

   Melissa looked sheepish but said,  -�Well ...  it -(TM)s just across the
bay from Books Books Books. -�

   Lavi -(TM)s face went rigid and oriented on Melissa.   -�You know the
price. -�

    -�Seriously?  Even now? -� Melissa looked a bit indignant.

   Lavi crossed her arms.   -�Oh yeah. -�

    -�It -(TM)s our honeymoon! -�

    -�Rules are rules. -� Lavi folded her arms across her chest while
holding onto her tea she -(TM)d opted for instead of fruit juice.   -�Him
too, -� she pointed at me.

    -�What? -� I asked.

   Before Lavi could respond Melissa cut back in,  -�That -(TM)s not in the
rules! -�

    -�He -(TM)ll probably be as bad as you, maybe worse.  He has to pay
too. -�

    -�Ladies! -� I held up my hands.   -�Explanation, please. -�

   Lavi looked at me.   -�Mellie takes forever in bookstores.  Forever! -�

    -�You have to browse, that -(TM)s what -(TM)s fun, reading a few pages
and getting a feel for them like you can -(TM)t do online, -� Melissa
replied.

    -�Forever, -� Lavi responded, clearly feeling Melissa had confirmed her
point for her.

   Melissa,  -�So, this thirsty wench came up with a price I had to pay for
her to take me book shopping. -�

   I raised an eyebrow.

    -�Well, -� Lavi supplied,  -�I didn -(TM)t have many who would let me
practice live drawing so she had to pose for me. -�

    -�Topless, -� Melissa added.

    -�I -(TM)ll bet you liked that, -� I said eyeing Lavi.  She just
grinned in response.

    -�So, Robert and I topless? -�

   Lavi shook her head,  -�Nope, I want the full deal, on a promissory note
I can cash in, in the future. -�

   I laughed,  -�You could just ask, but yeah, deal. -�

    -�It -(TM)s more fun this way, -� Lavi said,  -�and I get to pose you.
Mellie? -�

    -�Oh well, I have little choice, deal, -� she said with mock severity.
-�So, not tonight? -�

   Lavi shook her head,  -�Nope, like you said, it -(TM)s our honeymoon. -�

   Melissa,  -�Good, I -(TM)ll probably be stuffed after eating the, what
is it, seven-course tasting menu? -�

    -�Nine, -� I said.   -�Supposed to be super fancy and really
experimental. -�

    -�I -(TM)d rather just hang out in the kitchen with you, -� Melissa
said and put her arm in mine,  -�but if it makes you happy, -� and she
kissed me on the cheek.  With that, we started back towards the hotel.  A
few more souvenir shops were stopped at and by the time we got back, we had
bags full of t-shirts, a few mugs, and other knick-knacks for people.  I
said to not worry about dropping stuff off in the room so we got the car
and the bags ended up in the trunk.

   I admit I would have picked a museum of more traditional and less modern
art but it was a blast.  The exhibitions were varied and sparked a lot of
discussion.  A few things we all either were unimpressed by or liked.  More
often we had different tastes.

   One exhibit showed colorful undersides of boats hung from the ceiling.
They were beautiful and supposed to be about the danger at sea while being
completely still.  We got the idea of viewing them from below like we were
in the water but it failed to have any emotional reaction from any of us.
Meanwhile, we spent a long time with George Segal -(TM)s  -~Abraham -(TM)s
Farewell to Ishmael. -(TM) Lavi was able to give us the basics of the story
and Melissa supplemented with research on her phone.  We began a rambling
discussion as so many points came up and we kept coming back to the sheer
power of the sculptures.  Ultimately we agreed it wasn -(TM)t about
philosophy or religion but love but many of those talking points would come
up again.

   A series of installation pieces called Elemental I thought were pretty
but didn -(TM)t see the point of as art, while Lavi and Melissa said I was
hopeless in some ways.  I -(TM)m not usually a fan of abstract art but a
series by a painter named Gelfman I thought had wonderful technique and
command of repetition with variation.  Lavi joined me in my admiration of
them and she pointed out things I didn -(TM)t notice about the textures. 
Melissa was ready to move on past the abstracts in a few minutes.  We made
our way through and back through the sculpture garden, which was fun,
especially the interactive pieces, and by the time we were done each of us
was ready to eat.

   At one point during the garden stroll, Melissa got a call from her mom.
They spoke a minute and then Lavi took the phone.  Lavi asked if Linda
wanted to talk to me but Linda hung up on Lavi at that point so I guess
that was a no.  In contrast, Lavi got a call from her mom while we were in
the museum and she texted that she would call them back.  Lavi called her
back in the garden, confirming she was going to my place from the airport
since they had cheerleader practice tomorrow.  I chatted with Sylvia
briefly and made Lavi promise to bring her an art book back from the gift
store which we dutifully did.  I took the phone and asked her if she -(TM)d
be willing to sign a few books for Phillipa as a surprise for her.  I found
it felt normal and casual, she wasn -(TM)t calling to make sure Lavi was
okay, but just because she wanted to chat for a moment.  It was sweet.

   We were leaving when Melissa turned to me,  -�You have a problem, my
love. -�

    -�Yes? -�

   She pointed at her yellow sundress covered stomach.   -�Your nymph has a
growly tummy. -�

    -�Is that your way of saying you -(TM)re hungry? -�

    -�I could eat Lavi -(TM)s cooking. -�

   I couldn -(TM)t see it but I heard Lavi blowing a raspberry at Melissa.
I -(TM)d planned on a taqueria but were really close to a place called
Mambo Cafe and it was near the aquarium so we wouldn -(TM)t be quite so
rushed.  They described themselves as a Cuban cafe but they had Puerto
Rican which intrigued me.

    -�Puerto Rican all right? -�

    -�I won -(TM)t know until I eat it but I -(TM)ll eat it, -� was Lavi
-(TM)s reply from Melissa -(TM)s other side.  That -(TM)s how I ended up on
an outside deck eating something called mofongo, which had fried green
plantains mashed with garlic, bacon, and chicken.  It was delicious.  While
eating I had a message from Tony - they didn -(TM)t need me at 2 pm so my
plan was on.



   Chapter 21

   I must have been smiling like an idiot because Melissa asked,  -�Good
news? -�

    -�Yep, I -(TM)m free and clear for the aquarium, which is good because
it -(TM)s nearly time.  Ready? -�

    -�Gamera time! -� shouted Lavi, a bit louder than she had to.  Thank
goodness we were outside on the deck.

   Melissa rolled her eyes at Lavi and wiped a bit of mango off her lips
from her mango sauteed chicken breast.  She did it slowly in that way that
a woman can make something commonplace erotic.  She had Lavi and I both
wanting to go back to the hotel.  What she said was  -�Let -(TM)s go see
the turtles! -� Lavi finished the last bite of her ropa vieja and we headed
out.

   Arriving at the aquarium we parked and I grabbed the girly bag,
explaining to Melissa and Lavi that I didn -(TM)t want to accidentally buy
anything too big to fit in it.  They thought it was silly but I took it in
with me.  The Seaquarium was amazing.  We watched schools of fish and the
reefs while Lavi and Melissa talked about SCUBA diving.  Apparently, they
had gotten certified last year together and done a few dives.  I wanted to
go with them and do that.  I -(TM)d been snorkeling but never learned to
dive.

   We bought vouchers to feed the seals and I really enjoyed watching the
turtles.  There were several gift stores and I hit each one, filling the
bag with stuffed animals.  Penguin Isle was a blast and Melissa and Lavi
took photos that would have bankrupted us to develop if we still had to use
film.  We wandered for over an hour and then we ended up at the dolphins. I
knew they would love the dolphins.  Is there anyone who doesn -(TM)t love
watching dolphins?  The girls oohed and awed over them which was
delightful.

   Lavi was staring intently.   -�I thought about marine biology once, but
then I realized I didn -(TM)t really care about all the science, I just
thought dolphins were neat. -�

    -�Now, that is something we should do sometime, -� said Melissa, 
-�find one of those boat rental places that take you out to swim with
dolphins. -� She said this as she leaned against a railing and watched one
dolphin jump up to grab at the food offered by a caretaker.

    -�Or do it here, -� I said.   -�You have to get the passes in advance
but they have something called the Dolphin Odyssey that lets you swim with
them here. -�

   Melissa,  -�Oh my god, that would be sooo much fun.  Let -(TM)s come
back and do that sometime in the future. -�

   I shrugged,  -�Or... -� I looked at my watch for dramatic effect,  -�we
could go do it now since our appointed time for the passes I bought last
week is in fifteen minutes. -� Without warning, I was jumped by two
eighteen-year-old girls.  It was delightful but I was also reminded that
they were athletic cheerleaders by the fact of how hard they squeezed.  It
was completely worth it though to hear them squeal in delight like little
kids.

    -�Seriously? -� Melissa asked it while beaming.

    -�Seriously. -� I nudged Lavi with my elbow and teased her.   -�So, am
I getting laid tonight? -�

   She reached over and grabbed my ass.   -�At this rate lover, you could
axe murder someone in front of me I might just be fine with it. -�

    -�I -(TM)ll try not to abuse that fact, -� I said and pinched her butt
in return.

    -�Okay, you two, grab ass later, dolphins now, -� said Melissa with a
bit of real sternness.

    -�Yes, ma -(TM)am, -� Lavi and I said together, and then we looked at
each other and broke out giggling.

   Melissa stopped dead in her tracks.   -�Shit. -�

    -�What? -� Lavi asked.

    -�Don -(TM)t we need swimsuits? -�

    -�Yeah, -� I said,  -�they -(TM)ll give us wetsuits but we -(TM)ll need
swimsuits underneath. -� I opened the bag for Helene -(TM)s daughter
Maxine. On the top was Katiya -(TM)s stuffed dolphin and a stuffed octopus
and key chains for both of them.  From the bottom where I had hidden them I
pulled out the garish dolphin printed swimsuits that we had all bought that
morning.

   I grinned.  Melissa pointed at me and said,  -�I already said it but you
-(TM)re a sneaky bastard. -�

    -�Beware, literature majors, -� I said,  -�We love a dramatic moment.
-�

   With that, we continued.  The next few hours became priceless memories.
They got to feed dolphins, pet them, swim with them.  I did as well but my
joy was in watching them.  Lavi and Melissa were normally so mature but
right now they regressed to being little girls and it was the cutest thing
in the world.  I had plenty of fun of my own.  The dolphins were amazing
and at one point one bumped up against me and started rubbing up against
me, a female named Pansy.

    -�Uh oh, -� said Lavi,  -�I think she -(TM)s flirting with him. -�

    -�Don -(TM)t worry, -� replied Melissa,  -�he won -(TM)t figure it out.
-�

   I did the mature thing and waited until no one could see and goosed them
both, which turned out to not work well through wet suits so I just decided
I would have to do it again later.  Oh, the tragedy.  By the time we were
done, we had showered off and changed back to our street clothes.  I was
relaxed, waiting for them and the girls came out of the changing area still
beaming.

   We headed across the bay and arrived at the bookstore with everyone in
high spirits.  I expected Lavi to head to the cafe but she surprised me by
heading to the shelves as eagerly as Melissa and I did.  However, neither
Melissa nor I had selected a single book by the time Lavi had found The
Adventures of Kavalier and Clay, a Hebrew edition of The Yiddish Policemen
-(TM)s Union and a pile of art books to look at.  She settled in the cafe
to look at art books while Melissa and I browsed.  After an hour of
browsing, Melissa picked out The Devil in the White City, since she had
enjoyed the last Larson book she read and then surprised me by picking out
Neuromancer by William Gibson and Brandon Sanderson -(TM)s The Way of
Kings.

    -�Gibson and Sanderson? -�

   She nodded yes.   -�Trying new stuff.  Have you read these? -�

    -�Neuromancer years ago, back in undergrad.  Sanderson -(TM)s no,
though I did like his Mistborn books.  I admit I tend to get nervous that
big books like that are just bloated but if you like it I -(TM)ll give it a
shot. -�

    -�Sounds good, -� she said and gave me a light peck on the lips.

   I grabbed a few books by Ibram Xendi, which Annaleise had recommended to
me and also found a hardback of a Rex Stout novel I didn -(TM)t have which
I picked up without regard for the fact that I -(TM)ve read it a dozen
times already.  Eventually, Melissa and I joined Lavi for coffee and we sat
around chatting.  Lavi selected a hardback collection of black and white
photographs of men and women together, with fair and dark skin creating
incredible contrasts along with the two Chabon books.

    -�So...   -� I found myself starting to say something without having
planned what to say.  Melissa Lavi looked at me to continue.   -�What do
you two think about the fancy restaurant tonight? -�

    -�What do you mean? -� Asked Melissa.

    -�Well, I got the impression earlier that you weren -(TM)t really
excited. -�

    -�I can -(TM)t say I -(TM)m hyped but I -(TM)m sure it -(TM)ll be fun,
-� offered Lavi.

   Melissa shrugged,  -�You want to go. -�

    -�Honestly, I -(TM)m not that excited about it at this point. -�

    -�Really? -� Melissa and Lavi said it together with identical
expressions.

   I leaned back in my chair.   -�I thought it would be a great capstone, a
really fancy place to go but, I really just want to spend time with both of
you.  I thought I -(TM)d spend all day today looking forward to the food
but honestly, I haven -(TM)t given it a second thought. -�

    -�Babe, -� Melissa reached out to hold my hand,  -�I like trying out
new foods with you but I -(TM)d be fine with rice and beans so long as you
-(TM)re with me. -�

   Lavi added her hand to ours.   -�We could grab burgers and eat on the
beach and I -(TM)d be fine with it. -�

    -�Is that what you want to do? -� I asked.

   Melissa replied,  -�What do you mean? -�

    -�Picnic on the beach for dinner? -�

    -�That would be lovely, -� Melissa said.  Lavi nodded enthusiastically.

    -�I have an idea then.  But ...  Lavi, how do you feel about pork
tonight? -�

    -�Would I have to eat it? -�

    -�No, I was thinking of having the hotel restaurant make us a picnic
and they have bacon-wrapped dates and chorizo meatballs.  I have to admit I
really like both. -�

   She blinked at me.  Melissa snorted.

    -�What? -� I asked.

    -�Whatever you -(TM)re planning on, order triple of the dates, -� said
Melissa.

   I was confused.  Lavi lifted her hand up, scooted her chair to mine and
took my hand between both of hers.

    -�Robert, I know you like to cook but you have to understand that some
things are magic. -�

   I blinked and narrowed my eyes.   -�What? -�

   Lavi looked at me wide-eyed like a child.   -�When the bacon is cooked
with the date, it -(TM)s magic.  I -(TM)m not an expert on Kabbalah stuff
but it -(TM)s some kind of alchemy and it -(TM)s not pork anymore.  It
-(TM)s a gift from God. -�

   Intellectually I knew Lavi was messing with me but she was really
committing to this, I just didn -(TM)t know if the whole thing was a joke
or just the serious part.  I looked over to Melissa for help.  She was
smirking, which I felt was a tad unfair.

    -�She tried one when we were at a restaurant doing competitions in DC
our freshman year, -� Melissa offered.   -�The slut can put away her body
weight in the things. -�

   Lavi very seriously nodded that Melissa was correct.   -�Will they have
walnut sauce? -� Lavi asked.

    -�Should they? -� I asked.

    -�Yes. -� She finally broke character and was grinning.

    -�I -(TM)ll see what I can do. -�

   She signaled her approval by leaning forward and giving me a quick kiss.
After that, I had to collect a kiss from Melissa and they kissed each other
and we made our way back to the hotel.  The girls had appointments for a
full spa treatment.  I was going to get a massage later myself but while
they did all other stuff I was going to go beg the kitchen staff for
favors.

   So, just as they were checking in for pedicures I was approaching the
concierge desk and, seeing a cute Hispanic girl with blonde hair standing
there with a name tag that said, Jillian.

    -�Jillian, I hope you -(TM)re a romantic. -� She blinked.   -�Because I
need some help. -�

    -�Yes sir, what can I help you with? -�

    -�I want to set up a romantic dinner on the beach with my wives. -�

    -�That -(TM)s sweet ...  wait, did you say wives? -� That was how the
hour started.

   Sixty minutes later, I had explained my situation to three different
people, including why I needed a romantic picnic for three.  My audiences
were Jillian, Christoph, the sous chef, and Mabel the head of hospitality
services on the beach.  Along with the advice from the sous chef that I
should have my head examined he agreed to substitute a walnut sauce for
their pecan one, leave off the goat cheese and make the picnic I asked for.
The negotiations included a substantial gratuity for several parties and my
promises of eternal gratitude.  The beach attendant -(TM)s name was Skylar,
which was important because whoever I got to get the sundries was going to
have to work with him.  Fortunately, my habit of not leaving the house and
using things like TaskRabbit turned out to be useful when in a distant city
too.  After that, I made it to the spa and managed to get a massage which I
found myself needing a lot more than I had an hour before.  I hadn -(TM)t
even realized how wound up I -(TM)d gotten talking to all those people.  A
guy named Brian took care of me and hurt me and by the time I left, I felt
like a gooey relaxed mess.  When I came out I found Melissa and Lavi
waiting for me outside the spa.  Melissa was tapping on her phone and Lavi
waved at me.  As I came up they were talking.

   Melissa,  -�So, Emma and Xinyi are coming tomorrow and bringing Coraline
with them. -�

    -�Coraline? -�

    -�The girl with that light brown hair on the JV squad. -�

    -�Not ringing a bell. -�

    -�B-cup, you once commented she had an ass made for you to eat when she
wore really tight shorts to practice. -�

    -�Not clicking. -�

   Melissa sighed,  -�I think what you exactly said was  -~I -(TM)d toss
that salad without dressing. -(TM) -�

   Lavi smiled,  -�Oh yeah, her. -� Melissa didn -(TM)t even bother to roll
her eyes and I sat on the bench with them sipping a glass of cucumber water
I -(TM)d been handed as I left.  Each of them had one as well.  Lavi
continued,  -�She was okay.  She wants to do the varsity squad? -�

    -�Apparently.  She -(TM)s tight with Xinyi and Emma so if they can work
together already that -(TM)s good.  Amber is back so that -(TM)ll be
everyone except T -(TM)wana and we -(TM)ll have four days with three
possible new squaddies.  It -(TM)s a really solid start. -�

   Lavi squeezed Melissa -(TM)s hand.   -�You can do this. -�

    -�We, -� Melissa corrected.   -�The whole squad. -�

    -�Nationals? -� I asked.  I -(TM)d heard them mention it before.

    -�Yeah, -� Melissa said.   -�We almost won our division my sophomore
year but last year was just a mess.  We had a lot of turn-over, two seniors
got sick and Grace broke her leg during regionals.  We still did well but
didn -(TM)t make it to nationals, much less place. -�

    -�I -(TM)m just surprised you -(TM)re so big into it given I know you
have these mixed feelings about cheering. -�

   Lavi looked at me.   -�Robert? -�

    -�Yes? -�

    -�You might as well know your sweet honey bee there can be, -� she held
her fingers together and slowly increased the gap between them,  -�a wee
bit competitive. -�

   Melissa shrugged.   -�I -(TM)m not my mom.  Highschool will be in my
rearview when I graduate.  But I -(TM)m here now and it would be awesome to
win the national.  And it would be super cool for some of the other girls
who do want to go on and do cheering in college. -�

    -�Like Grace? -� I asked.

   Melissa nodded.   -�Grace has been a good friend.  I want to make this
happen for her. -�

   Lavi elbowed me gently,  -�The girls weren -(TM)t happy when I told them
we would be getting back in tomorrow morning so no Robert special snacks. I
swear, I heard Ji pout over a text message. -�

   I snorted,  -�I thought she was on the anti-me team. -�

    -�Maybe, -� said Melissa,  -�but she -(TM)s been eating the food and
gotten ...  well, I won -(TM)t say friendly but she -(TM)s not being... -�

   When Melissa hesitated Lavi filled in,  -�Not acting like a queen bitch
on the rag? -�

   Melissa laughed,  -�Yeah, that.  Every day she asks about the food
before we bring it out.  She only eats a little but she really savors it.
-�

   Lavi was flipping through her phone and showed me a picture of Ji.  I
-(TM)d seen her in a few pictures before but standing next to Melissa
standing straight up was kind of shocking.   -�Wow, she -(TM)s tiny. -� It
-(TM)s the only thing I had to say.

    -�No shit, -� said Lavi,  -�I once saw her actually eat a good-sized
meal and she looked pregnant. -�

    -�When we -(TM)ve talked about food she said her mom only makes Chinese
food at home.  I kinda got the feeling she -(TM)s not much of a cook
either. -�

    -�What -(TM)s Ji -(TM)s favorite food? -� I asked.

   Instead of replying together, they did the thing where Melissa began the
reply and Lavi finished it.   -�Vegetarian, -� said Melissa, Lavi, 
-�pizza. -�

    -�She -(TM)s not vegetarian though, is she? -� I was thinking about all
the meat stuff I put out and I -(TM)d asked about food requirements.

    -�Nah, -� said Lavi,  -�She just always likes to get the vegetarian
pies but she complains there are never enough toppings for variety. -�

    -�When the squad goes out, she -(TM)s always down for pizza, -� said
Melissa.   -�Like, 100% of the time.  She has never turned a chance for
pizza down. -�

    -�Uh, oh, I know that look, -� said Lavi.

    -�Huh? -� What was she talking about?

    -�You -(TM)re thinking, -� added Melissa.   -�About what is the
question. -�

    -�Just adding pizza to the menu for the party. -�

   Melissa,  -�That -(TM)s really nice of you but just because she likes
the food doesn -(TM)t mean she won -(TM)t be a cunt to you. -�

   I shrugged.   -�If she enjoys the food that -(TM)s enough for me.  Come
on, -� I patted her knee,  -�we have some time to kill before dinner.  The
sun doesn -(TM)t set until late but the food will be ready by 7:30.  That
still gives us a few hours. -�

    -�The room? -� Lavi posed the question.

    -�Anything in mind? -� Asked Melissa.  Lavi leaned over and whispered
in Melissa -(TM)s ear which earned a salacious grin from Melissa.

    -�Anything I should know? -� I asked.

   Melissa jumped up, took a few steps, and spun around giving me a come
hither gesture in response.  So, I followed, with Lavi beside me.  The
elevator seemed to be extra slow but as we got in the room Melissa and Lavi
headed straight to the bedroom.  Melissa and Lavi removed shoes, dresses,
and underwear in rapid succession.  I felt like I was slow in comparison
but did my best to keep up and soon jumped on the bed as Lavi and Melissa
retreated to the bathroom.

   I shouted at their backs,  -�You showered at the aquarium. -�

   Lavi just said,  -�Not everywhere. -� The door shut.  After a moment I
heard the water running.  I laid there thinking about watching some porn
but decided instead I wanted a different kind of show.  I walked to the
bathroom and just opened the door.  The floor was covered in towels. 
Melissa was on her hands and knees while Lavi had a tube stuck in her ass
and was squeezing what looked like a balloon.

   I leaned against the door frame,  -�Now that -(TM)s sexy. -�

    -�You kinda get used to it, -� said Lavi, not even looking at me.

   Melissa,  -�Robert!  You -(TM)re not supposed to be in here! -�

    -�What if I need to pee? -�

    -�Not while I -(TM)m getting an enema! -� She said.

    -�Why can Lavi stick a tube in your ass and I can -(TM)t? -�

   She turned her head to look at me,  -�Really?  She and I have periods
together, it -(TM)s different! -�

   Lavi,  -�If you think about it he kind of does put a tube in your ass.
There you go, now clench. -� Lavi gave Melissa a gentle pat on her ass.

   I stood behind Lavi,  -�Are you clenching? -� I rubbed myself against
her and immediately got a little hard as I pressed against her back.

   She giggled,  -�Nope, it only takes about five minutes, so we do one at
a time. -�

    -�I -(TM)m not good at being patient.  Get down on your knees, I
-(TM)ll help. -�

   She wiggled against me,  -�You know how to do an enema kit? -�

    -�It won -(TM)t be the first time I -(TM)ve done it. -�

    -�Coolness, Melissa complains the angle is weird when she tries to help
and is holding hers in. -�

    -�Ghaaaa!  Can you two not have a conversation while I -(TM)m holding
saline in my ass!? -�

   We ignored her.   -�You could probably do it yourself, -� I said.

   Lavi,  -�Probably, but why if someone can help? -�

    -�That seems fair.  Get down next to Melissa. -�

   Lavi did.  She got on her hands and knees and looked at her wife.  
-�Hey babe, how are you doing? -�

   Melissa grumbled incoherently for a moment.

   Lavi,  -�What was that? -�

    -�It -(TM)s a good thing I love you two. -�

    -�Yep, -� Lavi said cheerily and then gasped loudly as that was when I
got the nozzle and pushed it about two inches into her ass.  The liquid
soon followed.

   Melissa,  -�Are you done? -�

    -�Yes dear, -� I replied.

    -�Get out. -�

    -�Yes, dear. -� I stood up, gave both of them a sharp smack on the left
butt cheek, and left, shutting the door behind me.  In the bedroom, I sat
on the bed with a very self-satisfied smirk on my face.

   I was only in the bed a few minutes and in the midst of playing a game
on my phone when I heard the shower running and the girls came out,
gloriously nude and dried off.  I didn -(TM)t even get the first syllable
of  -~hello loves -(TM) out when Melissa pointed at me and said,  -�You
-(TM)re a bad man! -�

    -�Moi? -� I put on my most innocent face.

    -�For that, you can stay over there.  For now. -� As Melissa fussed at
me our wife Lavi was getting something out of her bag, something rubbery.
It took a minute of fumbling on Lavi -(TM)s part but soon the item -(TM)s
nature was more clear as she got the straps around her hips and started
tightening them.  The purple silicone phallus pointed out proudly from
between her legs.

   I lifted one eyebrow at Lavi.   -�I thought that had been a joke. -�

    -�At the airport it was.  This is what we went out for yesterday during
your meeting.  Melissa wants to see what it -(TM)s like. -�

   Melissa meanwhile was sitting on the edge of the bed watching Lavi get
the strap on situated.   -�How does it feel to wear it? -� Melissa asked.

    -�Weird.  It -(TM)s got this thing that rubs against my clit.  It
-(TM)s supposed to stimulate me when I -(TM)m thrusting.  It kind of makes
me feel I really do have a cock. -�

    -�Come here! -� Melissa patted the bed next to her.  I leaned back and
decided to play videographer and record this.  Lavi sat next to Melissa and
Melissa immediately reached out and stroked Lavi -(TM)s fake dick.   -�So,
it doesn -(TM)t feel like a real penis, of course, but it -(TM)s between
your legs and it -(TM)s still kind of like I -(TM)m touching you. -�

   Lavi leaned forward and they started kissing, their tongues exchanging
loving strokes.  Melissa stroked the phallus while Lavi played with Melissa
-(TM)s nipple.  Melissa grabbed a bottle of lube she had put next to her on
the bed and began lubing up the silicon dick.  I actually thought it was
pretty funny but decided laughter might be a mood killer so I stifled it.
Lavi seemed unimpressed with what Melissa was doing with her hands but
certainly getting turned on by the kissing.  I was enraptured by Melissa
-(TM)s excitement.

    -�So, do you like that, baby, Lavi with a dick? -�

   Melissa was breathing heavily when she responded,  -�Yeah, it -(TM)s
weird.  It -(TM)s like ...  I -(TM)m not interested in other men Robert but
Lavi with a dick is really hot.  I really like being underneath and being
thrust into, and having Lavi to do that sounds amazing. -�

    -�Enough talking, -� Lavi said.   -�On your back slut. -�

   Melissa eagerly obeyed and scooted back on the bed and spread her legs.
Lavi leaned down and licked at Melissa -(TM)s sex for a moment to make sure
she was nice and wet but left her just on the edge of orgasm.  Melissa
pulled her legs back, holding onto her calves with her hands to keep
herself well spread.  Lavi positioned the tip at Melissa -(TM)s entrance
and slowly pushed in, checking to make sure it didn -(TM)t hurt.  Melissa
watched intently.

    -�How does it feel? -� Lavi asked.

   Melissa giggled,  -�Like a dildo but seeing it as a part of you is still
hot. -� Then, once it was completely in Lavi began rocking back and forth
with her hips.   -�Oh god, yes, oh. -�

   I had to ask,  -�Is that like a dildo? -�

    -�Fuck no, this is different.  It doesn -(TM)t feel real, it -(TM)s not
as good as feeling your dick but the hips, and it comes from Lavi, it
-(TM)s so different.  Oh, fuck... -� Her hand squeezed the sheet in a fist
and she came.   -�More, more, fuck me more, -� she breathed out heavily.

   Lavi in reply didn -(TM)t say anything but grabbed Melissa -(TM)s legs
for her and leaned in.  She began fucking Melissa in longer and quicker
strokes.  Melissa used her now free hands to reach up and play with Lavi
-(TM)s nipples.   -�That -(TM)s it, fuck me, fuck me with your dick. -� I
don -(TM)t know if it was the dirty talk or the tit play but Lavi started
to get really excited and her hips became more energetic and slammed in and
out of Melissa aggressively.  In less than a minute after she sped up
Melissa came again, a little orgasm this time but it was quickly followed
by another and another until she yelled  -�Red! -�

   Lavi laughed and stopped,  -�Is that your safe word? -�

   Melissa panted,  -�Red, stop, pineapple, Beetlejuice, sunstone,
whatever, I need a minute. -�

   I put the camera on the bed stand and let it keep recording.  Grabbing a
bottle of water I passed it to Melissa and she began sipping while I went
to stand behind Lavi.  I reached around and started playing with her
titties, rolling the nipples under my palms.   -�So, babe, how was that? -�

    -�I really liked it but, well, it felt like I really had some control
there and that was hot but the strapon didn -(TM)t do much for me.  It did
rub against my clit but not enough to get me anywhere. -�

    -�Poor baby. -� I started kissing her neck pressed against her back.  I
didn -(TM)t have to get hard.  I hadn -(TM)t softened an iota since they
walked into the room.  The strapon was just strapping connecting a harness
and left a lot open.  I pressed down with my palm on Lavi -(TM)s back and
she lowered herself over Melissa.  Meanwhile, Melissa saw what was
happening and grabbed the silicone dick to make sure it didn -(TM)t fall
out.  With Lavi leaning forward, holding herself up by her arms I grabbed
her hips and slid into her pussy.  Lavi hadn -(TM)t been joking about being
worked up.  She was already very wet and didn -(TM)t need stimulation.

   Melissa looked up,  -�That -(TM)s it you half-goat bastard, slid your
real dick in next to her fake one. -� She was grinning.  Lavi for her part
was letting out a throaty purr that sounded like happiness.  I tried to
look around to see what was going on between them but couldn -(TM)t get a
good view.  I did see Lavi -(TM)s tits flying around and Melissa trying to
catch them with her mouth.  I knew Melissa wasn -(TM)t letting Lavi stay
unstimulated though and it was confirmed a minute later when I felt
fingertips brush along my length that had to be Melissa -(TM)s since Lavi
was still holding herself up.

   From experience, I knew that Lavi needed a longer build-up than Melissa
so I fucked her eagerly but paced myself and felt her slowly build up. 
Despite the combined attention on Lavi, it was Melissa who grunted as she
released next and yelled a non-word sound out of the back of her throat
that was half growl.  When she gathered herself she grabbed Lavi -(TM)s
breast and brought it to her mouth, her eyes wide and wild.

   Lavi,  -�Fuck yeah, bite that nipple, don -(TM)t let it go. -� Lavi
began pushing back against me, speeding up.  She was eager for it now.  I
looked around and saw one of her breasts wasn -(TM)t moving.  She went from
wet around my cock to soaking and soon started screaming a stream of
obscenities and endearments,  -�Oh yeah, fuck my pussy, I love you, Melissa
you glorious slut, I adore you ...  fuck me with that dick baby... -� and
she came hard collapsing on Melissa who squealed with delight and I stepped
around to see her kissing Lavi -(TM)s face while holding her.

   I offered Melissa my dick and she eagerly took it.  I stroked the length
while looking in her eyes and she sucked the knob.  Lavi pushed herself up
and leaned in to take one of my nipples in her mouth and sucked on it while
I came in her wife -(TM)s mouth.  I felt myself pulse and Melissa hummed
with joy as she swallowed me.  Afterward we lay in the bed, me in the
middle and they both half on top of me.  We all had our water bottles.

    -�So ...  thoughts? -� I asked after we -(TM)d been silent for a few
minutes.

   Melissa half babbled,  -�When Lavi laid on me the strap on dick fell out
but when you were fucking her, it didn -(TM)t hit me like when she fucked
me but the feeling of her and you over me and it stimulating me, that was
really awesome. -�

    -�The strap on got me going but it was kind of frustrating too, -� said
Lavi,  -�I kind of liked the feel of it and I loved pounding you but I wasn
-(TM)t going to physically get off on it.  I -(TM)ll definitely do it again
though I don -(TM)t think it -(TM)ll be one of my favorites. -�

    -�That -(TM)s fair, you really seemed to like Melissa biting your
nipple hard though, -� I said.

    -�Oh, yeah, -� Lavi moved her hair and played with her nipple that had
red bite marks around it.  She had a studious look on her face.   -�My
nipples have always been sensitive so I thought I wouldn -(TM)t like
something that intense but it was great.  I might like it harder than I
thought with them. -�

    -�I -(TM)ll be glad to oblige, my love, -� said Melissa stroking it for
Lavi who had a tiny shudder run through her and smiled.

    -�I never get tired of hearing you say that. -�

    -�Good, -� and Melissa leaned forward to kiss her.   -�Do you want to
try the receiving end sometime? -�

    -�Maybe, -� Lavi said,  -�no, never mind, I -(TM)ll do it sometime. 
Just not right now -� She shrugged.   -�How about you, -� Lavi said looking
at me,  -�you want to try it? -�

    -�Pegging? -�

    -�Yeah, -� said Melissa.

    -�Not really.  I -(TM)ve never even had a finger up there.  No idea
what I -(TM)d think of it. -�

   Melissa followed up,  -�Are you concerned that it -(TM)s kind of ... 
gay? -�

    -�You sound really concerned about this.  Why? -� I asked.

   Melissa sat partway up so she could look at me better.   -�A lot of guys
really freak out if they think someone even thinks something they do is
gay. -�

    -�And then they get off on bi-girl porn, -� I pointed out.

   Melissa,  -�I never said men weren -(TM)t hypocrites. -�

   I shrugged.   -�When I was a kid I might have felt like that but I
-(TM)ve had experiences.  I -(TM)m straight and comfortable with that.  I
-(TM)m willing to try a finger sometime and see how that goes first.  I do
like being rimmed.  My bigger thing isn -(TM)t that it -(TM)s gay but,
well, let me put it this way, why do you like being underneath like you
were? -�

   Melissa thought a second and said,  -�I don -(TM)t really have control,
I like that. -�

    -�Like it -(TM)s a bit submissive? -�

   She blushed,  -�Yeah. -�

    -�Exactly, -� I said,  -�there -(TM)s a reason the person receiving is
called the bottom.  It -(TM)s not a turn on for me bottoming.  But if you
really want to try it I -(TM)m willing, for you. -�

   Melissa had a very serious look on her face,  -�Let me think about it.
-�

    -�Well, -� said Lavi,  -�that brings us to round two.  I didn -(TM)t
wash my ass out for nothing.  But ...  what do you mean when you say you
-(TM)ve had experiences? -�

    -�I -(TM)ve never had gay sex if that -(TM)s what you -(TM)re asking.
But when I used to go to parties there were gay members of the scenes.  I
watched it sometimes.  There were times a guy would be there without anyone
to top him and I -(TM)d do things like spankings or wax play to be
neighborly. -�

   That was when Melissa snorted water through her nose onto my chest. 
Before I could say anything Lavi yelled,  -�OH MY GOD!  How many times am I
going to get sprayed by you! -�

   I laughed,  -�A lot if you -(TM)re underneath her. -�

   Lavi, gently thank goodness, slapped my arm, and said,  -�That -(TM)s
not what I meant! -�

   Meanwhile, Melissa was laughing hysterically.   -�What -(TM)s so funny,
-� I asked.

   She collected herself just long enough to wheeze out,  -�Neighborly! -�

    -�It -(TM)s not that funny a choice of words. -� I felt a tad
indignant.

   She was having trouble breathing,  -�Yes, it is! -� She took some deep
breaths.   -�Don -(TM)t be neighborly with Mrs.  Richardson, it -(TM)ll
kill her. -�

    -�Who is that? -�

    -�The ninety-four-year-old, blue house, next to your -(TM)s? -�

    -�I don -(TM)t know her. -�

    -�You don -(TM)t know any of them, do you? -�

    -�All right!  Enough teasing Robert for being a hermit. -� She put
emphasis on her declaration by fondling my balls.  She certainly had my
attention.   -�Let -(TM)s get back to what -(TM)s important ...  my ass. -�

    -�Oh, yeah, why did you wash it?  Anal? -�

   Lavi replied,  -�Well, maybe but first... -�

    -�The skank wants to be rimmed, -� offered Melissa.

    -�You or me? -�

    -�Me, I assumed but... -�

    -�Melissa definitely, -� Lavi interjected.   -�I don -(TM)t know but I
like the vibe of making her do it. -�

   I laughed,  -�I think you might have a little domme streak in you, at
least as far as Melissa goes. -� I reached out and stroked Lavi -(TM)s
face.  -�How about I get underneath you and we give each other some fun
then. -�

   Lavi shouted  -�Deal! -� and moved to make room for me to go ahead and
get in place.  I would be hard-pressed to say which felt better in the next
few minutes, Lavi -(TM)s wonderful breasts pressed against me or her mouth
suckling on my cock.  I couldn -(TM)t see what Melissa was doing but was
able to reach up and run my hand along her thigh.  I used one hand and
gently played with Lavi -(TM)s clit, teasing it while lapping at her folds
and occasionally pushing my tongue as far in as I could.  Her juices flowed
steadily and after about five minutes she began to shake.  At this point,
she -(TM)d lost focus on blowing me but that was fine.  I laid my mouth
over her lips and sucked at her cleft, savoring every ounce of juice she
gave me as she continued shaking.  It was a light quake across her body,
not strong but continued for almost a whole minute.

   I felt Melissa move back and Lavi rolled off.  She had a content smile
on her face.   -�Now, that was fun, -� she said.   -�It was weird, the
rimming wasn -(TM)t what I expected, it was really relaxing and then Robert
eating me was exciting and ...  it was like getting a massage while getting
fucked. -�

   Melissa sat cross-legged on the bed and ran her hand across Lavi -(TM)s
stomach.   -�So, game for it again sometime? -�

   I lay next to Lavi who reached down and slowly stroked me.  If I hadn
-(TM)t already cum recently I would have, right then.   -�Oh, yeah!  But, I
see Robert still needs some more love and you still want to try that thing?
-�

    -�Ummm ...  Maybe another time? -�

   Lavi seemed curious,  -�Not interested now? -�

    -�No, I am, but I want the real thing in me right now. -� Melissa
-(TM)s other hand had moved down and was stroking herself between her legs.
Lavi grabbed Melissa -(TM)s other hand and moved the hand between her own
legs and let Melissa stroke both of them.

   I got up and shifted over, grabbed Melissa by the shoulders, and half
lifted and half dragged her onto her back.  She started to go  -�What are
you... -� but was interrupted by finding herself lying on her back in Lavi
-(TM)s lap.  I spread her legs and got between them and grinned at her.

   Melissa,  -�Oh, I see the satyr is going to ravish the innocent maiden
without even talking to ...  oh... -� she sucked air in suddenly as I
slammed in.

   Lavi giggled then said,  -�You are chatty for a nymph being ravaged. -�
She then leaned forward and put a nipple in Melissa -(TM)s mouth.  I fucked
her at that point.  I wasn -(TM)t slow or gentle, I didn -(TM)t worry about
building her up, I just fucked her hard, watching her breasts bounce as she
pushed back at me and suckled on Lavi.  Melissa -(TM)s habit of being very
orgasmic didn -(TM)t disappoint and even as ready as I was to cum she came
three times before I finally let loose in her and felt my cock pulse hard
twice.

   I remained there on my knees a few more minutes lazily stroking in and
out in my own mess and letting Melissa milk me of a few more tiny bits.  I
watched as Melissa continued to suckle on Lavi who had a hand in her lap
under Melissa -(TM)s head and started rocking harder on her unseen hand.  I
moved up and grabbed her by her hair and turned her head to me and kissed
Lavi hard as she came, sucking her breath into me.

   Her body stopped shaking and she lay back on the bed.  Melissa remained
in place and had a finger in her pussy playing with my cum mixed with her
juices and took some to her mouth to taste and fed a few drops to Lavi, who
didn -(TM)t have the same fascination with it but didn -(TM)t object.  I
watched for a few minutes and then found myself gently kissing Melissa.

   I was the first to find my voice.   -�Don -(TM)t take this the wrong way
but it -(TM)s going to be really hard to go back to only having you ladies
over on some days. -� I stroked Lavi -(TM)s arm and tickled Melissa -(TM)s
hip with my foot.   -�You -(TM)re both spoiling me and not just with sex.
-�

   Lavi pulled on my arm and I obliged, moving until I was face to face
with her.   -�I know, I feel the same, -� she said and she started kissing
me.

   Melissa crawled and got behind me, wrapping her arms around me and
kissed my neck.  Melissa -(TM)s voice was low but could be easily heard.  
-�It won -(TM)t be long.  We gotta figure this out but we -(TM)re moving in
as soon as we can. -�

   We remained comfortably like that for what seemed like an hour but was
probably much less.  We just held each other and the world felt simple and
lovely.  Eventually, Melissa disengaged needing the bathroom.  I hadn
-(TM)t wanted to say it, but I needed to pee too.  We all showered and put
on comfortable clothes.  This meant shorts and a t-shirt for me and summer
dresses for the girls.  I had a message on my phone that everything was
ready.  We worked our way down to the restaurant where they had a large
wicker picnic basket waiting for us.  I took it and we made our way to the
beach where Skylar, the blonde twenty-something I -(TM)d met earlier took
us over to our umbrella.  They had done an excellent job.  It was about six
and there was still light but you could see the battery-operated candles
glinting in the sand and half a dozen thick towels made a quasi floor.

   I broke out the basket and found plastic containers with the
bacon-wrapped dates, danish meatballs with chorizo, and grilled chicken
sandwiches with mozzarella and peppers.  Two bottles of excellent sangria
were served in red plastic cups.  I brought out my Bluetooth speaker and
put on music.  We took off our shoes, we ran into the surf, we danced on
the beach and ate by electric candlelight.

   We drank more and more and, though it took time, both bottles were
drained and we were all buzzing happily.  Melissa talked excitedly about
learning to harvest honey from the hives.  Lavi wanted to go to the movies
next week for a movie coming out I hadn -(TM)t heard about.  We discussed
the party on Friday and the girls shared that they were going to take Zahra
out to buy a swimsuit.  We talked about the light on the water and closet
space back home.  We talked about a dozen other things I can -(TM)t
remember now but each one was important because it was us.

   The sangria hit Melissa a little harder and she was fading in and out of
light sleep as we sat there illuminated by candles and the moon.  Her head
was in my lap, one of her hands intertwined with Lavi -(TM)s who was
stroking Melissa -(TM)s hair.

   Lavi,  -�Robert, do you remember what you said to me back when I got
blood on your shirt? -�

    -�On your birthday? -�

    -�Yeah. -�

    -�Mostly, not the exact words but roughly, why? -�

   Melissa wandered into wakefulness for a second,  -�I wondered what you
two were talking about when I was washing my hair. -�

    -�I thought you heard it, -� I said to Melissa.   -�Later, you
mentioned something we said. -�

    -�Only a little, -� she replied.

   Lavi,  -�He told me he was jealous of all the time you got to spend with
me. -�

    -�Oh. -� Melissa looked more awake now.

   Lavi continued,  -�But I was jealous of Robert too. -�

   I responded,  -�Huh? -�

    -�Melissa fell in love with you first. -�

    -�That -(TM)s not how I see it.  She knew you and loved you a lot
longer. -�

   Lavi sighed,  -�I know but that -(TM)s in one way, not all ways.  Then,
and this will sound stupid, but you stood there with my blood on your shirt
and it soaked through and I thought suddenly that I couldn -(TM)t imagine
any man ever doing that, caring so much for me without hesitation. -�

   I smiled,  -�It -(TM)s not like I bled for you. -�

    -�But you would. -�

   There was no point denying it,  -�Yes. -�

    -�I didn -(TM)t realize it until later but I was jealous of her for
falling in love with you first. -�

   Melissa -(TM)s eyes fluttered closed again.   -�You two are really sweet
and shit. -�

    -�You -(TM)re still drunk, -� giggled Lavi.

    -�Yeppers!  But I -(TM)m on the beach with the girl who was the first
person I ever wanted to kiss and the only man who didn -(TM)t look at me
like he wanted to kiss me. -�

    -�I didn -(TM)t, -� I said.   -�I wanted to attack you and steal you
away and never let you go after making you mine.  I wanted to taste your
breath on my tongue and become so filled with it I wouldn -(TM)t know where
you ended and I began.  I wanted it to be forever. -�

    -�Thank goodness, -� she sighed and settled back down.

    -�Hey, slut!  Don -(TM)t pass out! -� That was Lavi.   -�When did you
want to kiss me?  That first time? -�

   Melissa smiled, remembering,  -�Ninth grade.  We were sitting outside
waiting for your mom to pick us up and you gave me one of your earbuds and
we were listening to music.  I wanted to kiss you so badly but knew
everyone would make fun of me. -�

   Lavi smiled,  -�I remember the song, Side to Side. -�

   Melissa,  -�I still like that song. -�

    -�Me too.  I was already jilling off to you, you know. -� Lavi said it
affectionately stroking Melissa -(TM)s cheek.

    -�I didn -(TM)t know.  I just thought you thought I was pretty, I didn
-(TM)t know you really really wanted me. -�

    -�How could you not know? -�

    -�Because you are so fearless.  I figured you would have told me. -�

    -�You -(TM)re the only thing I -(TM)ve been afraid of.  I won -(TM)t
make that mistake again. -�

    -�Good. -�

   We kissed, all three of us, not in turn but in one little knot and then
smiled at each other.  We were tired and mellow and gathered up our shoes
and put all the trash in the picnic basket.  Tomorrow was Monday and we had
to return to the real world and summer was nearly at an end with only one
more week to go.