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


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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!