AMA Ch 318-322 (Patreon)

Reminder: This month I am testing a new writing schedule. This is AMA: The Boyfriend week, with a goal of about 25 chapters. At the end of the week everything will be bundled into one PDF/Epub release. Based on the Poll over the weekend, we'll continue with relatively daily releases through the week. 

Also as a reminder, next week will be new FoF and QTNW before I work on commissions and other projects. Cheers!

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Chapter 318

“So…. wow,” Cassidy said, leaning back against the counter. “I guess I’d thought through a lot, but…” She blew out a long breath.

The question of kids was a big one, and I hadn’t exactly been thinking about it either throughout the week. Falling in love, and falling in lust, were adult things. I’d been thinking about that week, and next week, and next month. Maybe next year. My ‘twenty years from now’ worries had been about whether the relationships and people could coexist or would cause damage. I didn’t want people to get hurt; I wanted them to feel like they were getting what they needed and wanted. I hadn’t been thinking of making new people.

“I know,” Zenya sighed. We were standing in the little kitchen area of the boat, having come back out from the cabin so we could all talk. “Robbie already told me that you and he have talked about kids, and they are in your future at some point.”

“I want to have our first around thirty, I think,” Cassidy said. “That always felt like enough time that we can get all our adult shit together and have fun, but young enough that it wasn’t going to be a hard pregnancy because of age.”

That was true - we’d talked about kids multiple times, and a family in general, when talking about marriage. I wanted to be a father, and Cassidy’s idea of the timeline felt right for me as well.

“I’m pretty much the same in thinking, I’m just a year or two older than you guys so it’s closer for me,” Zenya said. “I- two years, maybe three, of dating seriously and it’s what I would want.”

Cassidy took another breath and nodded, then looked at me. “What do you think, Tiger?”

I had to rub my forehead for a moment, collecting my thoughts and then I sighed. “I don’t know,” I said truthfully. “You know I want a family too. Kids, more than one. Objectively, I want that with a woman I love, which was always you Cass. Now that there’s more than one woman, I guess I need to think about things more broadly. It’s one of those issues that the speed of this has made feel unimportant but is really important. Like… I don’t know if any of the girls are religious. Or if they have siblings, or what their parent's names are, or if anyone has lost anyone important to them. Fuck, I don’t even know who went to college or not, or-”

The pressure felt like it was mounting on my chest and I had to stop, leaning back against the wall as I blinked rapidly.

“Robbie, Robbie,” Cassidy said, coming to me immediately. “It’s OK. Take a breath.”

“I’m sorry,” Zenya said. “I’m not trying to pressure you or anything. It’s not something that needs to be decided now.”

“No, he’s starting to have a panic attack,” Cassidy said, fussing with me as she tried to figure out how to calm me down. I could feel myself tipping, the overwhelming thing that I’d started feeling fucking massive - like I was floating in the middle of a giant bowl and whenever I tried to swim to an edge it just got further away, and that bowl was starting to tilt and lean and I’d get swept away and poured out. “It’s- Fuck, it’s my fault for putting too much on him all at once,” Cassidy said, crying as she held onto me, panicking a little herself.

“Becca told me,” Zenya said, rushing to the sink and grabbing a washcloth. I could hear her running the water like a static in the back of my mind, but my vision was starting to tunnel even though I was trying to take long, deep breaths. It didn’t really feel like it was helping. I hated that I was making Cassidy cry, and she looked so fucking terrified, but it was another thing that I couldn’t control and I was fucking up and-

Zenya stepped back in front of me and I felt a cold cloth hit the back of my neck, then the colder temperature of ice. She was looking into my eyes with concern, but not fear, and she moved the ice back and forth and then around to the side of my neck, and to my throat.

“That’s it, Robbie,” she said soothingly. “It’s OK. You’re here with us, and we love you. Your girlfriends and your fiancee love you. Nothing else is important right now. You have all the time in the world.” She brought the ice up right under my jaw, then lifted it to my forehead. It wasn’t really helping so much as distracting me a little, but that gave me a chance to breathe, and I started to feel Cassidy gripping my fingers tightly, and my heart seemed to drop back out of my skull and towards my chest.

“I need to sit down,” I grunted, and they led me to the living area and the couches.

It took me a good five minutes to really come down, my head throbbing a little and my breathing still feeling too shallow for a lot of it.

Finally, with Cassidy cradling my head in her lap and Zenya sitting with my feet in hers and softly massaging them, I felt the last of the attack leak out of me. “I’m sorry,” I said. “I don’t know why that just- fuck.”

“Shhh,” Zenya shushed me. “It’s OK, Robbie. You’re- damn, everything you said made sense, and I can’t really imagine how you’re keeping so many balls in the air.”

“He’s amazing,” Cassidy murmured, running her fingers through my hair. “He’s fantastic at his job, balancing so many different things all at once. There’s just so much emotion tied up with this.”

“We don’t need to talk about kids now,” Zenya said. “And maybe it’s a talk that should happen with the others, too.”

“Hold on,” I grunted softly, pulling my feet from her and sitting up slowly. Even a quick panic attack, and not one that had me going full-on breakdown, made me feel like I’d gotten kicked in the chest. Once I was up and took a hand from each of them, holding them tightly. I looked at Cassidy first. “I love you, and there’s obviously more conversation to be had,” I told her. Then I looked at Zenya, deep into her eyes and trying to make sure she knew I was saying this rationally and fully. “And we’ll need to talk more about kids and everything else,” I said. “But just know that I’m not scared, or against, or negative about having kids with you, Zee. That wasn’t what started to get me spiralling. I think you’ll be an amazing mom from everything I know about you, so if it’s in our future then I would be just as happy as having kids with Cassidy. I just- God, there’s so much I don’t know.”

Zenya nodded quietly. “Thank you,” she whispered, giving me a sad puppy dog face as her eyes teared up a little. Then she leaned in and hugged me, and I shifted and scooped Cassidy into the hug as well. We sat there for longer than we probably should have, but I think we all needed it.

Chapter 319

“I don’t like this new trend of me feeling so fucking overwhelmed my body starts to fucking lock up and my brain fries out,” I sighed.

“I know, Tiger. I’m so sorry,” Cassidy said, rubbing my back. I’d gone out initially with Zenya with a loose tank top and my briefs on, and now we were back in the cabin so I could wash my face and change into something mildly more appropriate to work with food. I’d stopped just inside the door though, leaning against the wall as I let myself feel shitty for a moment.

“Cass, it’s not your-”

“Robbie,” Cassidy interrupted me. “I get why you’d feel embarrassed that it’s happening, but I swear to God if you try and take any of the blame for having panic attacks I’ll literally scream. I did this, and I’m so fucking sorry for it.”

I swallowed hard. I knew what she was saying was true - me being overwhelmed, my brain and body having these reactions, all came out of what and how she’d done things.

I was still fucked up.

No matter what all had happened during the trip, there were underlying issues that were only going to be fixed over time. But then… looking at what I knew was true, and what I felt, I couldn’t connect them. Why was I trying so hard to rationalise wanting to take on guilt for something I couldn’t control? Or, maybe even more importantly, why was I willing to forgive her more easily than I did myself like this?

Was it just me, and my nature? Or was it the App?

I had my eyes shut, and I took a deep breath. “Cass, baby, I love you,” I said. “But I’m fucked up.”

She hugged me, squeezing hard. “Is there anything I can do right now?” she asked in a hoarse whisper.

“I don’t think so,” I shook my head. “I don’t think that therapy can come fast enough. I don’t want to say goodbye to the girls, but God I also want to get home and try and just… I don’t know.”

“I know,” she mumbled, her face pressed to my arm as she kept hugging me. “I know.”

Getting myself back together wasn’t too hard - a quick splash of water on my face, and wiping myself down with some wet paper towel since I didn’t want to get another washcloth wet before we packed to go home. I ended up putting on a tanktop that I’d worn at the start of the trip that hadn’t gotten too well-worn (or sweaty from the various physical activities my clothes had gone through.) I managed to find one of my pairs of shorts, maybe the last one that hadn’t been claimed by Wanda or Cattie, which made me wonder how many of my clothes I was actually going to end up taking home with me. It looked like my sweaters were missing, and a couple of T-shirts.

It was a good thing that I really liked the look of a beautiful woman wearing some of my clothes.

Cass and I went back out to help Zenya with breakfast - we were definitely not going to get it done by the time the others got back. Still, I took a moment to slide up behind Zenya and hug her tightly as I brushed some of her bright red hair behind her ear and kissed her neck. “Thanks for helping me calm down, freckles,” I murmured softly.

She set down the knife she was chopping with and raised a hand, scritching her fingers in the hair on the side of my head. “Panic attacks are a big deal, but they aren’t a big deal,” she said. “I’m sorry you’re going through them. I don’t think any less of you, and neither do the others, Tiger.”

I sighed, hugging her a little tighter, and I could just see the little smile on her face as she took my hands from her stomach and lifted them up to her tits. I chuckled and squeezed them.

“Make sure you give that ass a little last bit of lovin’ too,” Cassidy said with a playful smirk as she set up another cutting station next to Zenya’s.

I did just that, pulling my hands from Zenya’s breasts and sliding them down between us, lifting up the bottom of the jersey she was wearing until they were full of her firm, juicy butt cheeks. She flexed them one at a time and wiggled her hips a little as she looked back at me with a gleam in her eye and her tongue just sticking out between her teeth. “I wouldn’t mind a little more of that attention,” she suggested.

Unfortunately, I was halted from deciding what to do next by some calls from outside that the girls were back. I gave Zenya’s ass one more firm squeeze and growled lightly in her ear. “I love you, freckles.”

“I love you too, Tiger,” she said. “Can’t wait for next time.”

I left the girls to the breakfast work and pulled my shirt back off as I went outside. Wanda and Ami were already back, Baheela was right behind them, and I could see Leia, Becca and Terra on the way. Shuttling the ladies and their equipment back across was quick work for each of them, though they took some liberties again. Wanda pulled me into a kiss with a gratuitous amount of tongue before she let me sit her up on the deck of the boat, and Ami decided she couldn’t miss out on that opportunity even if she didn’t take quite as forceful a kiss. Heels had a ‘wardrobe malfunction’ as the bikini top she was wearing somehow shifted and she flashed me both her tits as she laughed at the look on my face.

Terra and Leia had missed the others playing their games and simply cuddled me a little as I carried them and gave me little kisses in thanks, and when I returned to shore again Cattie had caught up with Becca and they were both waiting for me.

“What’s wrong?” Becca asked after taking one good look at me.

“Something happened,” Cattie nodded, her brow furrowing. She still had her black hair back in a pair of braids but she’d carried her Snow White dress stuffed back in her equipment back and just had on a bikini now. Becca, meanwhile, looked like she must have done some sort of cavegirl shoot or something because she was wearing a rough brown leather skirt and some body paint on her arms and shoulders, along with a thick bandeau-style white top made out of strips of fabric woven together.

“It’s-” I started to say it was nothing but clicked my jaw shut and sighed out a breath through my nose. These were my girlfriends. I loved them, and they loved me. I didn’t need to hide from them. “I had another small panic attack,” I admitted. “Cass and Zenya and I were talking about big future stuff, and I realized how much I’m behind on knowing important things about you all. Birthdays, religion, parents, who went to college, all that sort of stuff that makes up pieces of who you all are. It hit me hard, but I’m OK.”

“Oh, Robbie,” Cattie cooed, immediately stepping up to me and pulling me down into a hug. She grabbed Becca’s hand and pulled her close, and soon I had both of them hugging me tightly.

“We’ll figure it all out,” Becca said gently, leaning against me heavily. “That stuff is important, but it’s not as important as what we mean to each other. I love you.”

“I love you too,” Cattie said.

I swallowed, my tongue feeling thick in my mouth, and tried not to get emotional again. It just felt really, really good to know they accepted me even when I was feeling like I was getting pulled apart at the seams. And that they’d noticed I was a little off to begin with.

Chapter 320

I ended up getting looped into continuing the food prep for breakfast, and in charge of frying up the last of the bacon and sausage patties on the BBQ using a griddle pan. It was going to be a heaping breakfast. One thing I noticed was that, once the girls were all changed into comfy summer clothes and moving around they were energetic - usually post-morning shoot there was an hour or two before breakfast so that people could nap again, but with it being the last day there was a pressure to not miss a minute of being together.

Another strange thing was happening though - girls were disappearing. One or two at a time, it seemed like word was getting spread about what had happened in the conversation with Zenya and Cassidy. I first realised it as I was firing up the BBQ out on the porch deck, and my guess was confirmed when I had Wanda come out and wrap her arms around me from behind.

“I love you, Tiger,” she said as she hugged me.

“I know, gorgeous,” I said, reaching around and shifting her more to my side so I could hold my arm around her. “I love you too.”

She looked up at me with big eyes and sighed. “Seriously, Robbie,” she said. “I love you.”

I leaned down and kissed her forehead gently, then looked into her eyes a little deeper. “Thank you, Wanda,” I said. There was obviously more that she wanted to say, but she just nodded and then tilted her lips up, asking for a proper kiss. Things were still complicated for all the same reasons, and I could tell there were conversations that she wanted to save for after things got settled.

A minute after she slipped away, I had Terra in almost the same position. “I’m so sorry, Robbie,” she said as she clung to me.

“You have nothing to be sorry over, honey,” I said. I already had bacon on the griddle and needed to set my tongs down to hug her properly.

“No, I mean- Fuck,” she sighed, then lowered her voice. “I mean I’m sorry that I was kind of feeding my breeding kink thing we stumbled on. I should have realised that you and Cassidy would have been having serious talks about that stuff, and it might not have been-”

I stopped her by kissing her. Thankfully, with the glass door standing open, I could see into the houseboat and almost halfway down the corridor to the cabins - JC hadn’t made an appearance yet.

When I pulled away she gave me a look. “Dude, you can’t just kiss me when you want me to stop talking,” she said.

“Well, it worked,” I smirked a little, and she rolled her eyes. “Terra, honey, the breeding kink stuff didn’t impact me negatively. If anything, it- Look, I’ll tell you the same thing I told Zenya. In a couple of years, when we’ve figured things out and if it’s right for us, then… I mean, yeah, we’ll go hard on the breeding stuff. If you want to be a mom.”

She raised her eyebrows and looked over her shoulder back into the boat before reaching up and pulling me down into another soul-searing kiss and then pressing her lips to my ears. “With you, absolutely,” she whispered, then pulled away and looked deep into my eyes - apparently the morning before we split up was the time for looking into each other's souls. “I never even thought about it with JC. But with you… God, Robbie, you’d be such a good Dad. And just thinking about you and kids and- Shit, I’m so fucking wet right now.”

I chuckled and was almost tempted to pick her up and toss her in the water just so I could make a joke about being ‘so wet.’ Instead, I picked her up, holding her by her ass and crushing her to me as I kissed her hard. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling herself tightly to me, and my hands massaged her perfect little butt firmly. It was around the time that she started dry humping at me that Becca coughed lightly and we had to pull apart.

“Can I talk to him?” Becca asked.

Terra flushed and looked back at me for a moment, her eyes screaming that she wanted me to fuck her, but she unhooked her legs and I set her down. “Love you, Tiger,” she said.

“Love you too, honey,” I said.

Terra stepped away, stopping to whisper something to Becca, before heading inside.

“Buried the lead just a little bit, didn’t you?” Becca asked me once we were alone.

“How so?” I asked, a little confused.

“You said you were having a panic attack over ‘future stuff,’ not about the prospect of having kids,” Becca said.

“Becca-” I started, but then I saw a little quirk to the corner of her lips and the look in her eye. “God, don’t tease me,” I exhaled.

“I need to get it in where I can,” Becca said as she broke into a little smile. “You’re hard to tease, Robbie. At least mentally. Physically is another story entirely.”

I sighed and shook my head, going back to flipping bacon on the griddle pan.

“On the topic though,” Becca said. “Just so you know, and since everyone is trading notes at the moment - I’m not sure about kids yet. Is that a problem?”

I snorted a little and almost laughed as I looked back at my silvery-blonde girlfriend. “Becca, that’s probably the most reasonable response to all of this that I’ve gotten so far,” I said. “I have absolutely no expectation that you should have that figured out.”

“Good,” she said, stepping closer and wrapping her arms around me. “Because I just want to be us for a good while before I think about that.”

“I love that you don’t just understand me, but work through things in the same way,” I said.

“Me too,” she said happily. “Now, I believe a promise was made…”

“Really?” I asked. “With everyone-?”

“Shhh,” Becca said, blushing a little as she slid her hand down from my stomach and down into my shorts to find my cock. “I probably can’t get myself to do a full-on public blowjob, but I can definitely give you a handjob and maybe one of us can find a spot for you to poke it and pop before we eat.”

I groaned, feeling her fingers wrap around my shaft. “Weirdest breakfast prep ever,” I said.

She laughed, the sound tickling in my ears, as she started to slowly jerk me while slipped my free hand down into the back of her shorts to squeeze her butt.

Chapter 321

Cattie took over the grill and griddle for me when she came out and saw what was happening, a little smirk on her lips as she gave my butt a playful pinch. Part of me wanted to take Becca up to the top deck and ravish her there, but with Heather and Sherry still MIA and JC likely to get up at some point, I knew Becca might have gone along with it but it wouldn’t be as good as in private.

Instead, I picked her up in a princess carry and saw multiple grins as the girls watched me parade her through the living room and kitchen, my cock tenting my shorts. Back in the cabin, I kicked the door shut behind us as she laughed and clung to me, and then I brought her to the bed.

“Tell me what you want,” I said as I set her down on the end. “What do you want from me before I have to spend weeks without you?”

Becca was already shimmying her shorts down over her hips. “Just fuck me, Tiger,” she said.

I wanted to do more. I always wanted to do more with Becca. But we really were on a timeline for the morning and we couldn’t spend forever on sex. There were conversations that needed to happen, and piloting the boats.

And packing. And leaving.

Becca had her shorts and panties down and off faster than I got my own shorts and underwear down. My cock was hard, and I went down to one knee and she grabbed one of her legs and pulled it back, spreading herself for me. I wanted to stop and stare. To ogle her. Her pussy was so fucking pretty, and the tan lines we were all developing after a week of sun just highlighted it all the more. Instead, I dove in, sliding my tongue through her labia and then drilling it against her hole.

“Fuck, Robbie,” she gasped, clearly in pleasure, but she grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up. “Fuck me. Just fuck me.”

I did as she asked, notching my cock into her entrance and then both of us groaned as I pushed into her. The sex was quick and dirty, a wild humping that was more about getting off than loving each other - and it was great. Knowing that we could do that; be that for each other when we felt it, was good. I loved her dearly and wanted to make love to her, but I knew from experience with Cassidy that sex didn’t always need to be about love.

We both wanted to get off. There weren’t any position changes. Her shirt didn’t even come up to reveal her breasts. Our hips slammed at each other and I curled over her to get our lips together even if it wasn’t really kissing. We fucked, panting and writhing. She clawed at the back of my shirt while I held her waist firmly. She licked my lips. I reached under her shirt to grab a tit.

I came first, grunting a warning and she nodded wordlessly, telling me it was OK. Unloading deep into her, I was amazed that I could produce any sperm at all and wondered if I should get checked out by a medical professional to see if I had super-balls or something. App perks or not, it felt almost unnatural. Once I was done I pulled out of her, my sticky cock pressing against her thigh as I reached down and got two fingers inside of her warm, pink cunt and started to finger her.

“Come for me, sugar,” I growled. “God, I love you. Come for me.”

“Robbieee,” she gasped lightly, squeezing her eyes tight as she thrust her hips up and came.

We came back out of the room maybe seven minutes after we went in. Becca’s hair was a little mussed, and we both had little grins, and we received even bigger ones back from the ladies. But Becca didn’t stop to blush, instead she crossed the room and went right up to Wanda.

“Hi,” she said. “I know you want him bad, and you’re holding back for the right reasons. And I know you and I are going to do a lot more with him together when we can. But I want you to do something for me.”

Wanda, looking confused, glanced over Becca’s shoulder at me before looking back at her old friend. “OK?” Wanda asked.

“Open your mouth,” Becca told her.

Wanda did, and Becca raised her two fingers and inserted them, rubbing the taste of our mixed juices that she’d fingered out of her pussy onto Wanda’s tongue. Wanda, for her part, was stunned for a moment before she wrapped her lips around Becca’s fingers and sucked the concoction off of them as Becca slowly pulled her fingers out. Then she hugged Wanda, kissed her on the cheek and whispered something to her. Wanda hugged her back.

“Where’s my taste?” Cassidy asked with a smirk.

“Agreed,” Leia said, blushing slightly but grinning naughtily.

“Did you bring enough for the whole class?” Ami asked from the kitchen. That one stunned almost all of us - even with all I knew about Ami, and what we’d done, it still felt out of character for her to make a joke with as dirty a context as that.

We were all laughing when JC came stumbling out from the back cabin, scratching his head as he winced at the light. He was shirtless, wearing shorts, and looked like he needed another couple of hours of sleep. “What’s so funny?” he mumbled.

“Nothing, Juan Carlos,” Terra said, giving you a glance before going to her still-boyfriend and taking his arm. “Here, coffee,” she said, leading him into the kitchen.

“I should go check on Ginnie and get her up,” Leia sighed, coming up beside me and taking my hand. “Want to come with me?”

“For company, protection, or to fool around?” I asked her quietly. “Because I can do one and two, but after the last few days I think I need a bit of recovery time before I can do number three no matter how much I want to.”

Leia giggled as she smirked. “Fair point,” she said. “Now that I think about it, probably a bad idea anyway if Heather and Sherry are over there.”

“Raincheck,” I said, leaning in and giving her a little peck on the lips.

Leia went across to the Single’s Boat, which was close but not tied up to us so required her to hop into the water briefly, but she was wearing bikini bottoms and one of my T-shirts that must have been lifted from my room that morning.

For not even having breakfast yet, it had been a busy day.

Chapter 322

“Becca feels bad,” Wanda said.

“What? Why?” I asked, immediately concerned.

We were eating up on the top deck - in fact, everyone was either up there or on the sun-facing porch deck trying to catch as much of the rays as they could while our vacation wound down. I’d ended up sitting with Cattie and Wanda, and it sort of felt like I’d been directed into that based on the smiles and suggesting nods of the others. It sort of made sense - other than Leia and Terra, I’d spent the least amount of time that day with Wanda and Cattie. And Terra had to front appearances for JC since they were still officially a couple - I felt bad about that whenever I saw him, but I also understood Terra’s decision to tell him after the full day of travel that needed to happen with them side-by-side.

“She feels like maybe she shouldn’t have fucked you earlier,” Wanda explained. “But she was horny for you, and you were open to it. She just feels like it was bad timing since you had that attack earlier.”

I groaned a little - it was the exact thing that I would have worried about if the places were reversed.

“She’s not wrong, but she’s not right either,” Cattie said, shaking her head. “Be honest, Tiger. Did it mask any of the feelings you were still having?”

“No,” I said. “I just- well, it wasn’t weird for me. The attack happened but it was smaller than the ones before, Cassidy and Zenya helped me out of it, and then you all came back and check-ins were happening. Maybe it wasn’t the best timing, but I was more worried about the rest of you feeling left out than anything.”

“So what you’re saying is there’s a quickie on the table after breakfast?” Cattie asked with a grin.

Wanda snorted and shook her head. “We’re having the Big Talk after breakfast,” she said. “And if anything, it should be Leia getting the D if there’s a spare moment. You get to go home with him and Cass for a few days.”

I took Wanda’s hand, stopping her eating to have a moment with her. “I can’t wait for it to be your turn, gorgeous,” I said. “And I’m going to miss you so fucking much tonight when you’re not beside me.”

Wanda’s sad, broad smile could have split her cheeks. “I’ll miss you too. So fucking much.”

“It’s wild how we could be four or more to a bed, and sleeping next to Robbie is the best sleep I’ve ever had,” Cattie sighed.

“Same!” Wanda said. “Seriously. We probably get even less than I usually do, but it’s such a good sleep.”

I idly wondered if one of the Upgrades or Perks that Cassidy had bought me could be causing that effect. Magic touch? Or the ‘satisfy women in my bed’ thing? A combo of both?

“Maybe it’s a placebo effect or something,” Cattie said. “Because we’re both getting out of shitty long-term relationships where we didn’t feel completely trusting or comfortable with our partners and now we have him.”

“Sciencing my magic powers is a good way for me to lose them,” I said, only half-joking, but they couldn’t know that and they laughed along.

Sitting and having a heavy, greasy breakfast with Wanda and Cattie was a joy. After the brief thing in the middle of the week when Wanda hadn’t wanted to include Cattie in talking through her problems, it seemed like they’d both made an effort to get more comfortable and friendly. They spoke openly and playfully, trading little stories along with me, and I couldn’t have wiped the smile from my face if I tried. More than that, they were flirty with me and each other in a way that was light and pleasant and made me look forward to when we could be more intimate because, between their two kinks, we would have some nasty fun.

It felt like five minutes, but after a half hour, we had to get up and start cleaning up. While that was going on I saw Ginnie properly for the first time since she’d eaten down on the porch deck with Leia and Zenya. She looked worn out - she gave me a goofy little smile and wave, but she was obviously tired. Seeing her, however, made me wonder where the hell Heather and Sherry were - according to Leia they hadn’t been in their room over on the Singles Boat, and they hadn’t shown up for breakfast, which meant they were probably still out in the rocky desert filming.

With everyone helping with the dishes, things didn’t take too long to get cleaned up and put away. There was still a lot of leftovers that Becca was going to need to deal with, but not as bad as before and there was still a lunch to have so things could get picked over.

Just as I was putting away the last glasses after drying them with a towel, I found myself with another person hugging me from behind.

“Hello, sunshine,” I said was a little smile.

“How did you know it was me without even looking?” she asked, letting go over me and hopping her butt up onto the counter.

“I’m not gonna tell,” I told her teasingly. It had been a combination of her smaller breasts pressed against my back and her height since she was taller than Terra. I was also aware of Terra being busy keeping JC preoccupied up on the top deck still.

“Fine,” Leia sighed, rolling her eyes extra dramatically and grinning. “It’s time for the All Hands Meeting.”

“How many is ‘all hands?’” I asked.

“Everyone who loves you,” Leia said. “Except Terra, since she can’t use Ginnie to distract him again.”

“Was last night OK for her?”

“Ginnie had fun,” Leia said. “Just too much. Don’t tell her I told you, but she said she feels like she’s leaking farts constantly. They did anal, like, a bunch.”

I snorted and covered my mouth. “Wow,” I said.

Leia’s grin could have split her cheeks. “I know,” she said. “But it sounds like JC actually did stick with his agreement with Terra just like you guys did, so there’s that.”

“I feel bad for him,” I sighed.

“He did it to himself,” Leia shook her head. “The more I hear about the relationships that are crashing, the more I’m learning about what works and what doesn’t. Most of it is communication failures that compile on themselves.”

“Do you think we have any communication failures?” I asked her seriously as I stepped over to stand between her legs and hold her by her hips.

Leia reached up and wove her fingers together behind my neck, shaking her head lightly as she cocked it to the side. “I think we weirdly have the most communication I’ve ever had with someone. There’s stuff to discover about each other still, but… I mean, I’ve agreed to share you with a bunch of other women all relatively equally. If that isn’t the biggest communication hurdle that makes everything else seem like small potatoes, I don’t know what would.”

I leaned in and kissed her forehead, trying not to think of the one thing none of the others knew about. The App was… something. I still wasn’t sure what to do about it.

“Come on,” she said, taking my hands from her hips and holding them as she urged me back and hopped down from the counter. “The girls are in your cabin waiting.”

“Alright,” I said with a shake of my head. “Lead me to my doom.”

She laughed and bit her lip while grinning at me. “More like fate,” she said. “Or heaven.”

Now that had me intrigued.