Author: Madame Ovary Title: The Adventures of Carly and Ginger Part: 6 Summary: Carly and Ginger are best friends. This is the story of their coming of age and all the adventures they share. Keywords: fsolo, ff, mf, mf+, Mf, Mf+, FF, cons, rom, inc <!--ADULTSONLY--> Synopsis: Best friends Carly and Ginger are in their early teens when they discover their love for each other. With the risk of getting caught by family increasing every day, they find an old house in which to more privately carry out their affair. Over time, they invite Carly?s brother Bobby to join in, not realizing that their involvement with him will lead to a three-way love affair. Then an older man, a gentle widower who eventually befriends them, finds out about the (now) teens. Soon our two lovely young ladies and he become involved. This book was actually my first completed adult story, and is a very humble attempt at paying homage to the very famous ?The Adventures of Me and Martha Jane?, written by Santos J. Romeo. Mr. Romeo?s book moved me so much that I was compelled to begin writing adult fiction after years of only wanting to. After his wonderful novel, I just knew I had to try my hand at a full-length book filled with poignant romance, the fears that go along with an underage, illicit, and incestual (at times) affair, and of coming of age. It is a book that shows true love can endure, even if that love goes against the norm. The Adventures of Carly & Ginger By Madame Ovary January 2015 Chapter 22: The Apartment Two of us sneaking to the apartment was one thing, but getting the three of us in during daylight hours was another thing entirely. Bobby?s presence added a new dimension of risk that we hadn?t thought out entirely, but all three of us felt it would be worth it. And now that we?d told him about the place, we all couldn?t wait to enjoy it together. We agreed that the best time to try was right after school, when people were seeing kids walking home from school and would think nothing of it. We decided to try it one Monday afternoon after a long weekend of not being able to get together. We were horny as hell, and knew we?d only have about an hour, but we planned to make the most of every minute. Gin and I arrived together, and then Bobby showed up a few minutes later. It was his first time to visit the apartment, and he was amazed at our resourcefulness. ?This is really amazing!? he said when he got upstairs. ?It?s really a shame that we can?t get over here every day!? Gin and I had decided to suck Bobby off for his first cum, that way he would last longer the second go around while he fucked both of us. The three of us were naked in no time and we had him lay on the sleeping bags while we both worked on him with our mouths and hands. I told Gin she could have his cum, since I was getting it more often than her. Bobby was in heaven as we teased him, both trying to outdo the other with our technique. Once Bobby got really hot, I just backed away and kissed him while Gin finished him off. ?It?s so sexy to be kissing one of you and feel the other?s mouth on my cock!? he whispered excitedly. While enjoying watching Gin going down on him, I decided to straddle his face and have him eat me. Gin turned around on him so she could throat him and I could have access to her pussy at the same time. ?Oh, fuck, Ginger!? Bobby groaned as he grabbed her head. ?Don?t stop, baby! Your mouth feels so awesome!? He was getting close and so were we. Ginger was rotating around my fingers, and Bobby had me close to cumming on his face too. ?Are you ready, Ginger?? he cried out. ?Mmmm, hmmmm? she said, never taking her mouth off him. His tonguing got more sporadic and I could tell he was focused on what Ginger?s mouth was doing to him. He groaned and held onto my thighs and squeezed, and then he was cumming. Ginger was heroically gulping and trying to swallow it all, unwilling to lose a drop of his gravy. I cheered her on as I twirled my fingers even more in her sopping pussy. When it was over, we all laid there a few minutes, breathing heavily and laughing. Ginger?s wet and very angry looking pussy had gotten me all worked up so I went down on her, giving her a really good tongue-lashing. I figured Bobby would get hard quickly while watching me eat her out. It wasn?t long before he joined me, and we took turns lapping up her delicious juices. I let him go at it, and went to her tits, sucking and biting them. It wasn?t long before Gin had come and Bobby was hard again. He?d brought his condoms with him and slipped one on while I got on my knees and straddled Gin?s face. Bobby had a great view of my ass and pussy being devoured by her as he stroked his cock head on her wet pussy lips. ?Oh, fuck YES!? She cried out. ?Take me, Bobby!? She practically yelled as she lifted her hips to meet him. Bobby slid right in and began an easy deep stroke that had her twitching in no time. She tongued me furiously, bringing me to yet another intense climax, as Bobby began to pound her mercilessly. Then, it was almost like Bobby realized that he was going to fast, and leaned down, licking my asshole while Gin sucked my clit. That was too much for me, and I came again. I rolled off her, and he leaned in to kiss her deeply and his stroking got slower and longer. Gin rolled her hips to meet his deep strokes, mumbling and groaning and occasionally crying out. Bobby was groaning also, and saying all kinds of sweet things to both of us. I felt a twinge of jealousy sometimes; the way he talked to her, but then I remembered all the many times he?d said very similar things to me while stroking that cock of his inside of me, and my jealousy evaporated just as quickly as it had come. I went around behind him and took his balls in my hand, squeezing them gently. He looked back at me and smiled and groaned. I sucked on my other index finger and worked it slowly into Gingers puckering little asshole. I bent it upward and felt Bobby?s cock sliding in and out of her. He groaned even more, and she cried out and the next thing I knew they were both cumming loudly. ?Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!? They were both practically yelling. I was proud of myself, and when it was over we lay there on the sleeping bags for a long time. We knew we only had time for one more good romp before we had to pack it up for the evening, so Gin and I got on the sofa on our hands and knees and wiggled our asses calling out to Bobby to come eat us both. We giggled and kissed each other as he dropped to his knees behind us and gave us both sweet orgasms. By the time we?d both cum again, he was hard and rolling another condom on himself. Then he stood behind us and took us both with long luxurious strokes. When he began to really pound us, I told him to pull out and take his condom off. We sat on the couch and took his last load in our mouths, then kissed each other with his cum in our mouths. Bobby just stood there shakily watching us with lust as we swapped his cum and swirled our coated tongues around each other?s mouths. I licked and sucked the extra off her chin and throat then she did the same for me, finally sucking some off my tit where it had fallen. As we slowly got dressed and were trying to recover, Bobby was full of questions about the apartment. In the end, the three of us agreed that we needed to try to do this about once a week at least! Bobby left first with a sad look on his face after long hugs and kisses and sweet words. Gin and I stayed behind a few minutes longer to straighten the room up before leaving. We made it out the door right at the hour deadline we?d set for ourselves. Chapter 23: Time Growing Short Bobby was well into his senior year now and had been accepted to State to study engineering. That campus was a 2 to 3 hour drive from home, and I was beginning to miss him already. He?d saved enough that with Mom and Dad?s help, he was able to buy a decent used car, which came in handy for our date nights. Neither family thought it weird that the three of us wanted to go out together. My parents thought it was cute, and I?m sure they figured Bobby wouldn?t ?try anything? with Ginger while I was tagging along! Gin?s parents also, took great comfort from me going out with their only daughter while she was dating Bobby. It gave us more opportunities to be alone, and even though it made all three of us feel a little ?sluttier? for all of us to be ganged up in the rear seat of his car, we had learned to take it when we could get it. We combined that with a Tuesday or Wednesday meeting at the apartment for quickies, and so in the end, the three of us were able to have sex at least twice a week with each other. If our parents ever found out, they?d all just die. But on the other hand, Gin and I had an overwhelming sense that with these days drawing to an end, that so was our relationship with Bobby, and I know he sensed that, too. Chapter 24: Reestablishing the Relationship It was the last few months of Bobby?s senior year, and he was 18 now and Gin was only a couple of months away from 17. She and I had been lovers for almost 3 years, and were crazier about each other than ever. We both loved Bobby, but it was a love that had its limits. For me and Bobby, we knew in our heavy hearts that it would end one day, as he would likely move away after college and eventually marry and have children. And if Bobby ever got engaged, I?d never allow him to be with me sexually again. There was no way I?d ever want to steal his attentions when they should all be going to his fianc‚e. For Ginger and Bobby, it was much the same but in a different way. Gin had told Bobby that she loved him, but not in a way that would lead to something permanent. Bobby knew how much she and I cared about each other and had always figured it would work out that way anyway, and had tried to prepare himself accordingly. Besides, it was the 80?s now, and two girls living together was becoming much more commonplace than it had been even 10 years earlier. Gin had very gently let Bobby know during these last months that her heart and love was pledged to me, and that even though he would always have a piece of her heart and a place in it, her heart belonged first and foremost to me. She was quick to add that she?d still like to fuck whenever and where ever they could, and I felt the same way! I cannot tell you of the relief I felt when she had brought this up to Bobby in front of me and leveled with him gently about it all. I was so proud and happy, and later that night I cried in her arms. Naturally, I?d been terrified of losing her completely to Bobby as a result of the events of this past year, but I would never have let on to her just how scared I was that their love would end up surpassing hers and mine. I was overjoyed with her and told her of my fears and my shame for worrying she might choose him over me. She cried with me and said she understood my fears. ?I love you all the more because you were willing to risk it all for my happiness! You were terrified that I would decide to be with him instead of with you,? she said. I nodded, crying. ?Oh, Carly!? she said in a hushed manner. ?If you were that scared, why were you willing to risk it?? she asked. ?Because I love you, Ginger!? I looked at her. ?Because I had my chance to know a boy and find out what that kind of sex was like, and something inside me told me I wanted you to know that, too. I felt that if it was ever going to happen between you and a boy, I wanted it to be with Bobby?if you wanted that, too. I felt horribly guilty those weeks when I first started messing around with Bobby. I felt I was betraying you! I felt so bad that I was ?getting some? and you weren?t! I felt a little disgusted with myself at times, that I was no longer a virgin and there you were, waiting so patiently for me to figure out how to make it happen for you! I knew how much I enjoyed sex with a man and I wanted to give you the chance to experience that kind of sex too?. ?You wanted me to be sure that I was a lesbian first?? She asked, looking seriously at me and waiting for an answer. I looked up quickly at her, unsure of what to say. ?Because if that?s what you?re asking, Carly, then you need to know that I?ve been sure of that for a long time now! And I?ve been sure that I wanted to be with you for the rest of my life for a long time now, too,? she added more quietly. ?I know what I am and what I was made for? she said. ?I am a lesbian, and I was made to be with you.? She was tearing up again. ?Do I love Bobby, and the sex with him?? she asked rhetorically. ?Yes, I do? she answered herself. ?And maybe one day you and I will share a man or two again? she smiled, as if thinking that could be nice again for us. ?But I know my love for you will stand that test, so I?m not concerned about that anymore.? ?Then you were concerned?at one point?? I asked her. She paused, thinking. ?Yes, I was? she said. ?I was concerned leading up to having anything physical with Bobby, and then afterward too?after the sex,? she added. ?I?d already made up my mind that I was going to swallow the first time I sucked him off, and I also knew I was going to give him my virginity. And when I thought about that, it scared me that my mind was already made up and that I was eager to do it! See! You?re not the only one that thinks and plans a lot, Carly! But in the end, and after thinking about what is really important to me and what speaks the most to my heart and soul?well?I know what that is now.? ?It?s? ? me?? I asked, fearfully and hopefully. ?Oh, Carly!? she said, sounding admonishing and loving at the same time. ?You shouldn?t even have to ask!? I boo-hooed like a baby, and she wrapped her arms around me. ?Oh, Ginger!? I said. ?I don?t deserve you, my dear, sweet, beautiful love? I added, crying again. ?Oh yes you do!? she said emphatically, ?and I deserve you. And we are the best team, the best lovers, the best friends, and the best couple there ever was or will be!? Chapter 25: A Surprise Party Our junior year was over, and summer was upon us once again. I wanted to start it off with a bang for Gin and me, so I told her I wanted us to meet at the apartment on Saturday at noon, which she agreed to. The third anniversary of us becoming lovers was right around the corner, and I wanted to surprise her! I ordered a small cake and snuck it to the apartment on Friday after school, making up an excuse why I couldn?t walk home with her. I bought her a card that afternoon and took it to the apartment with the cake. While I was there, I cleaned the room and wrote her a nice long letter that I put in the card. We hadn?t been able to get together that Friday night, as Mom and Dad had invited me out to dinner and a movie with them, and I just didn?t have the heart to say no to them. That Saturday I got to the apartment at 11am just in case she decided to show early and beat me there. I made sure everything was in readiness, then I stripped down naked and laid down on the sleeping bags with the cake in front of me. I had a red ribbon tied around my waist and I had her favorite perfume on. I didn?t have to wait long. Clearly she was just as eager to meet me, as she was breathless as she ran up the stairs. ?Oh, my!? she gasped when she saw me and the room. I was laying seductively curled around behind the cake that had 3 candles burning on it. The cake said ?Happy Third Anniversary!? on it. ?Oh, Carly!? she teared up, dropping to her knees in front of me. ?What?s all this about?? She asked, and then stopped. ?Wait!? she exclaimed. ?I has been around three years for us, hasn?t it?? she smiled and giggled. ?I just had to show you how much you mean to me, Ginger Thompson? I replied. ?This was all I could come up with on the spur of the moment!? I laughed nervously, then I teared up also. ?I hope you like it?? I asked. ?Oh, Carly!? She leaned over and kissed me all over my face, holding my head in her hands. I pulled her away from me then. ?Ginger, I love you? I said solemnly. ?I love you with all my heart, my darling, and I will love you till the day I die!? I said, starting to really get choked up now. ?Now take off your clothes, cause I want to make love to you!? I whispered fiercely, as I kissed her deeply. I made sweet love to her for the next hour, not caring if we were late to get home. I wouldn?t let her try to please me, which at first she didn?t understand, but when she saw and felt the hunger and desperate longing I showed her that afternoon, she gave in and let me love her. Once she asked me quietly what had gotten into me, but I didn?t have the answer for her then. All I could do was smile at her and tell her she was the reason for my smiles, that, and because I loved her. My tears fell on her alabaster skin as I tasted her wherever I thought it might bring her pleasure. She was speechless, watching me with large eyes that were teared up as well. I tried to make it as sweet and loving as I could for her pleasure, and I know I gave her several orgasms before she begged me to stop. We lay there together in each others? arms, just holding each other until we knew we had to leave. Finally, she asked ?Carly?why??? but I stopped her with a finger to her lips before she could get the whole question out. ?Because I love you, and because I am total devoted to you, Ginger Thompson.? And that was all I had to say. Chapter 26: A Going-Away Party Bobby had graduated second in his class, and he had a few smaller scholarships to help him out, but he also got a bigger one. He had worked very hard on his grades his last couple of years in high school and those grades and the extra schoolwork and his ACT/SAT scores earned him a nice scholarship. I was so proud of him for that, and we celebrated with Gin the only way we knew how. Gin and I planned to throw him a party at the apartment. But then luck dealt us an even better hand! Ginger?s parents decided to go away for a weekend, just the two of them so they could celebrate their 20th anniversary, and they asked if we would mind house sitting again for them! We tried not to come unglued with our excitement in front of them. They were so happy we agreed to watch the house, saying they wish they didn?t have to put us out like that! They even gave us money so we could order pizza one night and something else the next! Gin and I were beside ourselves with our good fortune, but decided not to tell Bobby except to tell him to find an excuse to be away for the following Friday night just like before, but that he needed to be home by his curfew, which was midnight on weekends now. We just were worried that two times in a row where he was gone overnight on nights when I was at Gingers would look way too suspicious. In the meantime, Gin and I decided to pull out all the stops. We pooled our meager savings, and I begged a few dollars off my Mom for my weekend away ?helping? out the Thompsons. We ordered a ?going away? cake, and bought him a nice gift; a new engineering calculator. We got ice cream and other treats, and even managed to appropriate a bottle of bubbly wine from my parent?s liquor cabinet! Ginger and I trimmed our pussy hairs, and got all fixed up that evening at her house before Bobby arrived at 8pm. We had pizza waiting on him, and we?d asked him to pick up a six- pack of beer on the way over. Now that he was 18, he could legally buy beer and Gin and I were slowly developing a taste for it as a result! Bobby arrived right on time at 8 o?clock via the back door, and after hugs and kisses were shared, we dug into the pizza and beers. None of the three of us were big drinkers or partiers, so each of us had a beer apiece and were happy with that. That night was special for each of us in our own ways. Bobby teared up when we brought the cake out and got really choked up from our card we had both made by hand for him. He loved his new calculator, too. He was really taken back by our sneakiness and thoughtfulness and was very appreciate of our efforts. He promised to show us how appreciative he was when we got upstairs. We cleaned up our mess and went upstairs, each with a strong sense of deja vu about the evening. I suggested we all take a shower in her parent?s bathroom, which had a really large shower that was big enough for the three of us. We agreed no cumming till we got back to the bedroom, but that didn?t mean we couldn?t drive each other crazy with our teasing. Our hands were everywhere on each other?s bodies and we enjoyed ourselves immensely until the hot water ran out. We made that night a memorable and wonderful time for the three of us. We laughed, we reminisced, we talked about the future, we cried a little, and we came a hell of a lot! We took our sweet time and fucked each other senseless until by the time we said goodnight to Bobby just before midnight, the three of each other were exhausted! Chapter 27: The Morning After Bobby had agreed to come back at 9am, giving him almost two hours before he had to be at work, and we were determined to be ready for him! The night before had been a grand party, and we were sorry to see the evening come to an end, but we had decided we could postpone our sadness by having him come over again in the morning. Bobby showed up right on time the next morning, and we took him straightaway to the bedroom where we stripped him down then took of our nightshirts. He was hard and ready before we hit the bed. For his first cum, Gin and I slow-danced seductively in front of him while he slowly masturbated then when he knew he was getting really hot, we sucked him off, begging him to cum in our mouths. It was a huge turn-on and an ego booster for him, which was what we wanted. Then we got him hard again and got on our knees for a time, letting him take us from behind. When he got close, I told him to take Ginger gently, so he rolled her over and crawled between those long creamy legs of hers. He took his time now, teasing her with his cock head before sliding himself into her. She cried out and wrapped her legs around him, hooking her heels together, not willing for him to be anything more than fully seated for a while. For Gin and Bobby, it was a very bittersweet time, as they had come to the realization that they couldn?t predict when they would be able to share another night like this again. In fact, there was a sense that it might not ever happen again, and their parting was sad for me to watch and listen to. For me and Bobby, it was different, as we could still steal one more time to be alone together somehow. Still, I could see the sadness in his eyes and I know it was there in mine, too. Finally, she let Bobby start moving, slowly at first for several minutes while they kissed. It was a real turn-on for me, watching them make love. They were both good at it, and I would have been fearful and jealous of it, had Gin and I not had all those serious talks of ours this past year. When he was closer, Gin started talking dirty to him. ?You getting close, little boy?? she said in his ear. ?You wanna cum inside me, don?t you?? Both times he could only grunt and nod. She was teasing him and enjoying it, and so was he. ?You like fucking me don?t you? I can feel your big huge cock getting even bigger, so baby boy must be getting close to shooting a big hot load of his creamy cum, huh?? I was having a tough time not giggling as I listed to them go at it. Finally when he was close, she put all pretense aside. ?Oh, Bobby, you feel so good!? she cooed. ?Take me, honey! Make that pussy yours! Cum inside me Bobby, cum now!? She kept talking in his ears and he was hoarse with his breathing and grunting like a bull in rut. But at the last minute, he had a surprise for her! He pulled out quickly, ripping his condom off, and jerked off all over her, shooting a massive load as far as her face! We laughed and laughed at that, and he smiled like he knew he?d gotten the last laugh! She sat up and sucked the last drops from his cock, then fell back on the bed. I leaned over her, licking the bigger globs up off her white skin, enjoying Bobby?s saltiness. We both wanted to know what had come over Ginger with her dialogue, but she didn?t have an answer. ?I was really turned on, and then all of a sudden I got the urge to say something different, trying to be hot, and then it all came out!? she giggled. ?Ginger, there?s one thing for sure you don?t have to do?and that?s to try to be hot!!? Bobby laughed. We cleaned up and had time for a little talk that morning before he had to be at work at 10am. We were interested in his plans for the rest of the summer, what his dorm was like, did he like the campus, where there lots of pretty girls there? That last one got him red in the face. He admitted that since it was an engineering school, none of the girls were as exceptional as us, but that he?d seen a couple that were pretty cute! He always had a way of getting back at us, our Bobby! He already had plans for staying off-campus, but first-year students had to room in the dorms. Lady luck had smiled on Bobby, though, as he?d be sharing a dorm room with one of his best buds from High School. There was another friend of his staying in a different room and all three had part-time jobs lined up and would be saving up in order to be able to survive and pay rent and all that went with it. All three sets of parents had committed to help with some of the expenses as long as the scholarships and grades were maintained. Bobby was leaving in less than a month, and that reality had me feeling hollow and empty. Before he left, he leveled with us, telling us how much each of us meant to him and that he would be forever changed from the experiences we?d shared. He was grateful to us both but then he looked at me and got very choked up as he told me how much he cared for me and how much I meant to him. I wasn?t prepared for his heartfelt confessions and I lost it and so did Gin. We cried our eyes out for a while, and then tried to cheer ourselves up by planning a getaway somehow, someway in the near future. We just couldn?t see ourselves waiting too awful long to see each other again. Bobby said he?d be home at both Thanksgiving and Christmas, and we agreed to plan for some ?alone time? when he came back. I told him how proud I was of him, and how thankful I was that he was my brother and my lover. I praised him for his level-headed mature ways, and how he had dealt with me and Ginger this past year. Ginger added her thoughts and feelings to mine, and then with hugs and kisses?he was out the door and gone. Gin and I just stood there at the back door watching him walk away. It was deathly quiet in her kitchen except for the ticking of a clock. We had said it all and now we felt exhausted. We turned away from the door, and then looked at each other. I could see it coming, just as sure as she did. We fell into each other?s arms, and just started crying. The rest of our weekend was much more quiet and subdued than our first weekend at her house had been. There was a desperateness to our lovemaking, and yet we felt secure in the knowledge of our future together. That afternoon, we went to a local hamburger joint and got carry out. We ate our cheeseburgers and fries with the last two beers that Bobby had left for us, and then we watched a movie together. We just lay in each other?s arms on the couch, our fingers intertwined, often just lightly touching each other. Maybe we needed to feel reassured of our love or our nearness to each other, I don?t know. We had each other, but we both felt lonely somehow. Something had changed. The reality we used to know had ended, and I think we both felt older for it. We were seventeen now, and would be seniors in the fall. It was that weekend that made us realize how it felt to truly be growing up. Time moved by too fast, and it brought changes. Life really was too short, and sometimes people have to move on and say goodbye. Chapter 28: Saturday Alone Together We went upstairs, not even finishing the movie. Gin fixed a nice bubble bath for us, while I cleaned up the kitchen. We undressed each other slowly, time on our side this night for a change. We kissed gently and touched gently, not in a sexual way so much as in a reassuring and comfort-bringing way. I had opened the bubbly wine and took two glasses upstairs with me. It was the cheaper stuff with a screw top, which drew my eye to it in the first place. I?d never opened a corked bottle and figured that would pose a problem for us. Always planning ahead, that?s me! We shared the tub and a glass of the wine. It didn?t taste very good to us, but our lips made it all the sweeter. I poured it on her breasts, licking and sucking it off her skin. When we became too aroused, we got out and made love in her bed, which still smelled of Bobby and us from the night before. After that, we forced ourselves to drink another glass of wine, knowing it would help us sleep, and then for the first time ever, we made love when we were slightly tipsy, which was different and yet still a lot of fun. We giggled and teased each other, tickling and torturing each other until we were just too tired to cum any more. I awoke in the morning to her mouth on my pussy and her tongue buried deep in me. I knew then, more than any other time before, that this was the way I wanted to wake up for the rest of my life, and this was the person I wanted to do it with. Chapter 29: New Beginnings Bobby left for college less than a month later. Ginger and I shed tears with my parents as he drove away, and we were all a mess for a while after that. Bobby had made sure to go over to her parent?s house and say goodbye to them, too. Gin and I both knew that her parents loved Bobby, but she had set them straight about that well before he left for college. For now, all she had told them was that they were the best of friends and hoped they always would be, but that they had agreed it was way too early to talk about permanent plans. With Bobby moved out now, the house was much lonelier, especially the upstairs. I missed our secret times together a lot more than I would have guessed. Every time I went past a spot where we had had some type of sexual interlude, it made me sad. I suspected I was going to feel that way for a long time. I began to understand how Ginger felt, being an only child. Of course it was the only life she knew, but I knew she got pretty lonely sometimes, living alone with just her parents. I asked, and my folks said it was ok, so I got my dad to help me swap bedrooms so now I had Bobby?s larger bed and room, plus my own bathroom, and that helped ease the pain a little. Boy, was Bobby going to be surprised at Thanksgiving when he found out he was sleeping in my old room! I decided to wait until then to tell him! He wasn?t the only devious one in the family! School started up way too quickly for us that year. We both knew it was the best and last true summer of our young lives, and we felt older and sadder somehow when it had passed by, like something of our youth was gone forever now. Gin and I made up for it by spending even more time at each other?s houses now and did sleepovers pretty much every week, sometimes twice on weekends. It was better now that I had a larger bed and a more private bedroom, but Gin?s house was still the number one choice with her parents being downstairs all night long. Neither set of parents ever acted like there was anything wrong with us still doing sleepovers and being so inseparable, but looking back I think my Mom had already started to suspect that ours was a deeper love than it appeared to be. Gin and I continued to visit our apartment, but we visited it less often now, since we had both our houses all to ourselves anymore. Plus, we were both almost eighteen now and our parents were much more inclined to leave us by ourselves at home if they decided to go out on the town or whatever. Our parents had started becoming best of friends a year or so ago, and double-dated at least once a month now. But in the end, we naturally went to the empty house when one set of parents was out for an evening. Besides, the cold weather of winter was approaching and that meant the apartment was becoming less hospitable anyway. Chapter 30: Home For The Holidays Bobby drove in for Thanksgiving, and the three of us had one dinner at our house then another at the Thompson?s. Both parents decided to go out that Friday night for dinner and a movie, and told us kids to use that time to catch up, and catch up we did! It was a new and exciting time for the three of us that evening. We needed little time to reacquaint ourselves with each other, and then it was off to my new bedroom for some real catching up! We trembled with anticipation as we had our way with each other that evening. We both missed Bobby tremendously, and had counted down the days till he came home. Of course, neither Ginger nor I were dating but we?d turned down plenty of offers this year! In turning down every offer, we began to worry that people would talk, but it was our senior year and we?d be gone soon, anyway. Besides, Ginger and I had been careful these past 3 years while at school, and we?d given them nothing to talk about! That night was a marvelous time, but later when Gin and I had a chance to reflect on the events of that night, we both agreed there was a subtle change in the air. We couldn?t put our finger on it, but Bobby had dropped a comment that he?d been on a date or two since moving away, and we chalked it up to that. Oh, he was as loving and attentive as ever, but after the first ?get re-acquainted? fuck, he was a little more aggressive and adult somehow. We wondered if he?d been trying out his sexual skills on a new girl at college, and perhaps his mind was torn in some way between her and us. We asked him about it later that night, just posing easy questions about the girls at State and the dates he'd had so far. We both made very sure he knew we didn?t begrudge him anything he did. We girls still had each other, while he was up there all alone in a sea of sexy girls! We joked with him about it, but later that weekend, I had a more serious one-on-one with him and told him not to worry about being with other girls, just to be careful and not catch something or get someone pregnant! I reassured him that we would not feel bad if he met someone, especially if she was right for him, and that if he had met someone he was really fond of, that he should not hold back except where common sense dictated! He admitted that he had met someone just a month earlier and that she seemed like she could be a real catch. They hadn?t had intercourse yet, but he did admit to me that his new girlfriend had fallen in love with his tongue after the first time! I had to laugh out loud at that, feeling embarrassed for some reason! He looked at me seriously then and told me the only reason he was good at it is because I?d taught him well! He reminded me of what I?d said to him so long ago on that first night we?d had any kind of sex. I?d told him I?d teach him how to eat pussy so well that the girls would flock to him! In fact, his new girlfriend Sandra had asked him how many girlfriends he?d had because he was so damn good at eating pussy! She had trouble believing he?d learned it all from just doing it with two other girls! We were all there when he drove back to State. It was sad all over again, but not as bad as it had been back when school had first started. After all, we were going to get to see him in about three weeks again, anyway! In the meantime, I?d told Gin about his and my conversation, and about Sandra. She grew a little sad and admitted to feeling a little jealous of the girl, but she knew in her heart it had to end up that way. Gin had set him straight about her feelings for me, and so what choice did he have but to move on? I didn?t ask her if she regretted letting him go. I knew better. She would have really reprimanded me for my insecurity, and she?d given me no reason to feel insecure about her love, anyway. Christmas came and went too fast, and even though Bobby and us girls still did all the things we used to do with reckless abandon, it was clear that something had changed. I asked him how Sandra was doing, being nice to him and genuinely interested. He said she was doing well and that they were still an item and still trying to hold out as long as possible on having sex. It seems Sandra was a virgin, so I had to re-evaluate this new girl in Bobby?s life. She wasn?t your typical college girl. I had to admit, I was starting to like her. Bobby was free enough with the details of their relationship, even going so far as to tell me that she?d wanted to learn how to give a blow job, seeing as how that was the least she could do for him to reciprocate for all the pleasure he?d given her. He said having her mouth on him brought back many fond and sexy memories of us girls and him, and that helped him to cum while Sandra was still in the learning process. Still, I could tell by the way Bobby talked about her that he thought she was worth waiting for, and I could tell they were getting closer. In the end, I had to be happy for him, but I was sad for us, too. This threw Gin off a little bit as well, but I knew she had felt differently about Bobby than I could, being his sister and all. She admitted again that she knew it had to happen, and by the time the Christmas break was over, she pretty much had accepted it all. With a small pout, she had to agree with me that it was probably for the best, as he had his life to live too, and we would never give up each other for anyone else. The sex was still awesome, and Bobby was hungry for it with us still. It was pretty clear that he hadn?t been making love to Sandra, and he wanted that more with us this time than the oral sex. He told us that he missed us a lot and that there wasn?t a day that went by when he got lost in thought about our times and talks together. He admitted that sometimes he would get hard when he thought about special moments with us, which turned us on! His lovemaking was passionate and not so much just fucking this time. He took his time with both of us and in spite of his obvious need, he made sure we were satisfied each time, which we definitely were. Bobby?s leaving back for school at the end of the holiday was different this time than it had been at Thanksgiving. This time, there seemed to be more sadness in his eyes and his touch. We said our special goodbyes the last time we got to be alone before he left and we saw tears in his eyes and his voice cracked a little. It broke our hearts, both for him and for us. We didn?t say anything or ask any questions about his reactions, we just followed his lead. Still, we felt kind of lost, and we sensed something new in the air. Like maybe this was the last time for us? It scared Gin and me, and I?m pretty sure he was feeling the same way. Gin and I talked about that in the days that followed. We were guessing maybe he was thinking that the next time he saw us at spring break, he might be having sex with Sandra and would want to be faithful to her then. Bobby was that way. He was a great lover and very attentive and passionate, but he would be a one-woman man when it happened for him with Sandra. We felt like it was the beginning of the end for us with him. I reminded her that we didn?t know that for sure, and as long as he wanted to still be with us in the future, we would still be lovers with him if it were at all possible. Either way it went down, we?d always love Bobby no matter what, and we?d always have our memories. Chapter 31: Henry?s Story My wife died of cancer just over four years ago, and I eventually decided to move out of the house that had been such a part of our lives for so many years in an effort to find some kind of peace through new surroundings. I?d moved off to Middletown, a city about 50 miles away from Centerville, in a vain attempt to regroup and maybe start again. At 56, I felt I was too young to not remarry - when I could force myself to think about such things - but at the same time I had trouble thinking about being with another woman. I admit it, I was still pretty screwed up after losing my wife, Jackie, and with no children between us, my life felt about as empty as it could. Oh, I?d go back to Centerville every now and then to check on our old house, which had been on the market now for over three years, but I was having serious doubts about it ever selling. It was old and needed a lot of repairs, and I just didn?t have it in me to have the work done. Don't get me wrong...I had the money to have it done, I?d just never gotten around to making up my mind about it. I was trying to avoid making too many decisions any more, especially when they involved things from my ?old life?. Even after all this time, going to see the old place was torture, and left me feeling depressed for days afterward. I decided to pay a visit to the old house on an unusually warm day in March, just to see if everything was still OK with it. I figured I?d stop by the realtor while I was there, and touch base with them as well. As I got nearer to the house, the old memories came flooding back, and I just couldn?t bear the thought of going back inside but I knew I needed to. I couldn?t believe she?d been gone four years now, and it was times like this that the pain reminded me all to well of the reality of the loss. But I was here was to try to push myself a little, test the scars so to speak, and try to man-up. After all, it was time for me to try to get back in the game again?whatever that meant. I parked the car in the driveway and slowly walked up to the front door, dreading what was coming next. Just going this far assaulted me with a myriad of memories, ones I felt I'd be better off leaving in the past. After unlocking the front door and going in (that damn front door still sounded the same and so did the creaks in the old wood floor!) I found myself assaulted with a million memories and emotions that literally drove me to my knees. Fuck! I hadn?t expected it to be this damn bad! I could still smell the memories! Shit, maybe I should just leave and tell the realtor to just sell it for whatever they could get for it. After all, I didn?t need the money that damn bad! After spending what seemed like an hour on that floor, I dried my eyes and feeling too worn out to cry anymore, I got up and started looking around. As I tried not to remember all the memories each room contained, I made my way through the first floor just checking things out and then headed up the stairs. So far, everything was fine?and why wouldn?t it be? Why would anybody in his or her right mind want a big fixer-upper like this I? I thought, still feeling sorry for myself. I started with the upstairs back bedroom, and looked out the window at the backyard we?d hoped to have a swing set and a sand box set up for kids, but that wasn?t to be, either. Fuck! What a rotten way it all turned out for me! I was suddenly disgusted with myself for not progressing more these past 4 years. I looked out the window at my run down old garage and thought about the writing I was supposed to have tried in the upstairs office out there, but never got around to doing. Holy Shit! Did I just see movement behind the window curtain out there? I stood transfixed for a few moments, staring at the window. Oh, fuck! There was movement behind that curtain, and I was certain of it now! I scanned the rest of the back yard but everything was in order and the gate to the alley was closed. Shit! It was probably some punk kids up there smoking pot or something! I was furious. This was MY house dammit! I ran downstairs but before I got to the back door, I stopped. I needed to be careful here. I mean?what if they were dangerous? After all, kids aren?t the same as when I was growing up, that was for damn sure. I quietly watched the window and seeing no movement for a few seconds, slowly opened the back door then went out, quietly closing the door behind me. I ran quickly to the side door on the garage and stood there a moment, listening?my heart pounding. Please see Part 7!