girl thrill a little late in life. But if you’re stuck on those three, you need to hear the truth. Figure out what you’re in for.” Moira shrugged.
“The truth can hurt. But three hot men might make it feel a whole lot better,” Pam said with a smile.
“Three times the laundry and cooking.” Moira shook her head.
“You think they won’t do chores? I’m the girlfriend not the maid.” Kacy shot back. “Just because you attract users and loser guys, Moira, don’t assume I take that from my men.”
“Do you see a ring on this finger? I’m waiting for the right one, too. Yes, I’ve dated a bunch of losers and dumped them all. You have to kiss a lot of freaks to find a real man. And girlfriend ? You’re their girlfriend?”
“I’m not sure what I am exactly. It’s more than friends but not just…” Kacy trailed off.
“Sex. I hope it’s good sex,” Pam said.
Kacy nodded.
They’d all waited for good guys, and the waiting had grown tedious and frustrating. Kacy finally thought she’d met men she could see some future with. They had substance, jobs and a sense of community. They were good to her and each other.
They were also into sex parties.
Shaking her head, Kacy needed to hear it from the men. “I’m sorry, Moira. We’re all waiting for the right one. I know people in group relationships. There are plenty in Lucky Springs. Maybe it works for some people.”
“I never imagined it’d be you,” Pam said softly.
“Me either. And I’m not saying it is working. We haven’t discussed what it is. The flood sort of scrambled everything up. Emergencies do that.” Kacy let go of the fear and ate her dinner.
“Well, the flood excuse won’t fly for much longer. You’ll have to sort out the situation and decide where you want to live. Plenty of people would take that place you’re renting, once the flood damage is all fixed.” Pam nodded and focused on the food.
“Most places will have a little water damage. That’ll be nothing. Kacy has to figure out whatever is going on with those men and her future. Once you’re in that group, well it’s a small town,” Moira said.
“But plenty of people do it. Married couples and all that do the parties.” Pam waved it off.
“I’m not judging, I’m saying she has to decide what’s right for her. She needed to know all the facts. I never thought of her as a group-sex girl. But hey, more power to her. Sex parties are another step beyond, and she didn’t know. I never imagined we’d be having this sort of talk.” Moira finished her fries and sat back.
“Neither did I,” Kacy admitted softly.
* * * *
Steve hated the smell of wet dog, but the smell of sweaty teenagers was worse. He and the other guys piled back into the house after helping Dean settle in some new animals brought in from the floods.
The second he saw Kacy sitting at the kitchen table he knew something was wrong. She had that prim and serious expression he remembered from school.
“Have a nice dinner?” he asked.
“Yes and no. At first, I missed you guys.” She looked down at her hands. “Then I got some new information.”
“What’s wrong?” Dean asked.
“Sit down, please. We need to talk.” She took a deep breath.
The three men sat, and Steve exchanged a look with Dean. They’d expected her to have an issue with the arrangement at some point. Clay seemed the most nervous.
“What do you want to talk about? Moving in here permanently?” Clay asked hopefully.
“That would be very premature. I haven’t been invited. We haven’t been involved that long. It’s been mostly sexual.”
“It’s more than sex, Kacy,” Steve said.
“I was hoping so. And I thought it might have a future. Not that I relish telling my family I have three men in my life, but it felt so open and honest.” She shook her head.
“We are.” Dean shrugged. “We’re into men and women. Clay is newer to the group, but he knows we want him to stay. We want you, too. You’re
“The truth can hurt. But three hot men might make it feel a whole lot better,” Pam said with a smile.
“Three times the laundry and cooking.” Moira shook her head.
“You think they won’t do chores? I’m the girlfriend not the maid.” Kacy shot back. “Just because you attract users and loser guys, Moira, don’t assume I take that from my men.”
“Do you see a ring on this finger? I’m waiting for the right one, too. Yes, I’ve dated a bunch of losers and dumped them all. You have to kiss a lot of freaks to find a real man. And girlfriend ? You’re their girlfriend?”
“I’m not sure what I am exactly. It’s more than friends but not just…” Kacy trailed off.
“Sex. I hope it’s good sex,” Pam said.
Kacy nodded.
They’d all waited for good guys, and the waiting had grown tedious and frustrating. Kacy finally thought she’d met men she could see some future with. They had substance, jobs and a sense of community. They were good to her and each other.
They were also into sex parties.
Shaking her head, Kacy needed to hear it from the men. “I’m sorry, Moira. We’re all waiting for the right one. I know people in group relationships. There are plenty in Lucky Springs. Maybe it works for some people.”
“I never imagined it’d be you,” Pam said softly.
“Me either. And I’m not saying it is working. We haven’t discussed what it is. The flood sort of scrambled everything up. Emergencies do that.” Kacy let go of the fear and ate her dinner.
“Well, the flood excuse won’t fly for much longer. You’ll have to sort out the situation and decide where you want to live. Plenty of people would take that place you’re renting, once the flood damage is all fixed.” Pam nodded and focused on the food.
“Most places will have a little water damage. That’ll be nothing. Kacy has to figure out whatever is going on with those men and her future. Once you’re in that group, well it’s a small town,” Moira said.
“But plenty of people do it. Married couples and all that do the parties.” Pam waved it off.
“I’m not judging, I’m saying she has to decide what’s right for her. She needed to know all the facts. I never thought of her as a group-sex girl. But hey, more power to her. Sex parties are another step beyond, and she didn’t know. I never imagined we’d be having this sort of talk.” Moira finished her fries and sat back.
“Neither did I,” Kacy admitted softly.
* * * *
Steve hated the smell of wet dog, but the smell of sweaty teenagers was worse. He and the other guys piled back into the house after helping Dean settle in some new animals brought in from the floods.
The second he saw Kacy sitting at the kitchen table he knew something was wrong. She had that prim and serious expression he remembered from school.
“Have a nice dinner?” he asked.
“Yes and no. At first, I missed you guys.” She looked down at her hands. “Then I got some new information.”
“What’s wrong?” Dean asked.
“Sit down, please. We need to talk.” She took a deep breath.
The three men sat, and Steve exchanged a look with Dean. They’d expected her to have an issue with the arrangement at some point. Clay seemed the most nervous.
“What do you want to talk about? Moving in here permanently?” Clay asked hopefully.
“That would be very premature. I haven’t been invited. We haven’t been involved that long. It’s been mostly sexual.”
“It’s more than sex, Kacy,” Steve said.
“I was hoping so. And I thought it might have a future. Not that I relish telling my family I have three men in my life, but it felt so open and honest.” She shook her head.
“We are.” Dean shrugged. “We’re into men and women. Clay is newer to the group, but he knows we want him to stay. We want you, too. You’re
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