Eva sat directly across the table from Naimh and Luna. I knew she hadn’t spent the night here – generally preferring the comfort of her own bed. But she’d started to come over and join us for breakfast, which was a very welcome change. And although she smiled at my approach, I knew better than to try giving her a good morning kiss in front of the others.
Fold her in half and fuck her brains out in front of the others? Sure. On occasion. When the situation called for it and if she was in the right mood. But PDA and casual intimacy? No thank you. Still, Eva smiled up at me and said good morning to me in reply as well.
And she was prepared to answer what she already knew would be my first question.
“Lily’s still not ready to come back,” Eva informed me apologetically before I even asked while I took a seat at the head of the table between her and Naimh.
I sighed and nodded my acknowledgment of the statement. I really didn’t expect any different. Lily hadn’t moved out of her room at Mrs. Morris’s place or anything, so Eva still saw her and talked to her fairly regularly. But Lily hadn’t stepped foot in my house since leaving last Monday afternoon, hadn’t spoken with any of the other BTC girls (except for her roommate), and none of us had run into her on-campus at all.
“Is she still hanging out with her Cal Hawai’i Club friends?” I asked.
“As far as I know,” Eva replied with a shrug.
“Has she said anything to you about us?”
“Nothing new since yesterday.” Eva paused, pursed her lips, and reached out to my forearm and give it a reassuring squeeze. “But the stuff she said to me before still holds true. She misses you and Belle. She still cares about both of you.”
I nodded. “I know she does. We both still care about her.”
“She’s just trying to process everything that’s happening right now,” Eva continued. “Belle breaking up with her threw her for a loop and made her stop and question whether or not she ever really loved either of you in the first place, or whether she was just swept up in the infatuation of new love. It’s not easy moving what feels like halfway around the world to a brand-new place so different from home. Believe me: I know.”
I chuckled. “I believe you.”
Naimh leaned forward and chimed in, “It’s overwhelming: leaving behind your entire life and everyone you knew, to start over in a strange land where you don’t know anybody else. Finding The BTC was a lifesaver for me in high school. And Lily told me about being used to having a really big family back in Kauai, and then The BTC becoming her new family here in California.”
Eva nodded. “Lily’s still having a hard time separating her feelings of family from her feelings of love. Did she really love you and Belle? Or was she just attached to you both for being so welcoming of her when she first arrived? That kind of stuff. So she’s trying to put some distance between you for a little bit so she can wrap her head around it a little better.”
“I get it. I get it.” I sighed. “I don’t like it, but I get it.”
Eva squeezed my forearm again. Naimh rubbed my knee beneath the table. And even Luna gave me an encouraging smile. My stomach then growled on cue, which broke the tension in the air and made Naimh giggle. The next thing I knew, she was heaping food onto a plate for me while Eva poured me a glass of OJ.
A few minutes later, Belle and Isabela came downstairs. And as soon as Belle saw Eva, she asked, “Hey… How’s Lily?”
Eva smirked at me before shaking her head. “You know, you two really should coordinate your arrivals so I only have to say this stuff once. I don’t like talking, remember?”
“You can explain it all to her, Matty,” Naimh chimed in. “The rest of us gotta get to class. Bye, luv.”
“See you later,” I replied, puckering up to receive her peck.
Luna and Eva said their goodbyes as well and followed Naimh out the door. I settled in and summarized Eva’s already-brief update on Lily to Belle and Isabela as they started eating their breakfast. Once the meal was over, I collected all the dishes, glasses, and silverware to stack them in the sink before taking the time to hand wash the frying pans and leave them in the open dishwasher rack to dry.
Out in the living room, I could hear Belle and Isabela giggling. When I emerged from the kitchen I found them snuggled together and grinning at me. And Belle had a rather wicked gleam in her eye.
I arched an eyebrow inquiringly.
Isabela, clad in a fetching, form-fitting V-neck sweater and jeans so tight they looked spray-painted on, crooked a finger to me. She let out a dramatic sigh and murmured, “Three beautiful, sexy, horny teenagers with no early-morning classes. Whatever shall we do?”
A man’s work is never done.
****
“Well look what the cat dragged in…” Skylar drawled when she opened her apartment door for me, having to jerk it open against the tight doorframe. She was clearly expecting me as it had now become standard operating procedure for me to come spend my lunchtime at her apartment on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
I raised both eyebrows. “Do I really look that bad?”
Skylar shrugged. “Haggard. Slouching. Haven’t shaved in a couple of days. Hair’s a mess. Bags under your eyes. And you misaligned your shirt buttons.” She gestured at my shirt before smirking and then turning around to walk back inside.
I blinked and glanced down at myself. I’d worn a no-wrinkle long-sleeved button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to my elbows, and indeed I’d misaligned the buttons. Realizing that they’d been misaligned half the day already, I also went ahead and double-checked that my fly wasn’t open.
“Sorry,” I muttered while following her into the apartment and then closing the door behind me.
“Whatever are you apologizing to me for?” she asked with a light smirk as she headed for her sofa. “But don’t fret so much about your appearance. A lot of college students look just like you around this time of year, what with finals around the corner, gloomy weather, and no longer feeling the fresh excitement of going off to college. Besides: I like the scruffy look, and you’re still totally bangable.”
My eyes went wide at that last part, and I felt myself going pale. For as many times as I’d idly fantasized about finally hooking up with the gorgeous honey-blonde bombshell and repeatedly pulverizing her pussy with my powerful prick, I did NOT feel in any kind of shape to do so at this moment without completely embarrassing myself.
Skylar snickered. “Oh you poor thing. I’m not trying to scare you!”
“Sorry, sorry. I’m not scared. I’m just… I’m really… I’m really tired right now. And I’m afraid I would only be a disappointment to you.”
“Relax, Matty. That’s not our relationship.” Skylar then reclined against the sofa’s backrest, crossed her legs, and set one arm atop her upraised knee. “With that said, what on God’s green earth are those girls doing to you, that the merest hint of you having sex caused such a reaction?”
I sighed and waved her off while setting my takeout bag on the dining table and dropping heavily into a chair. “I’m really just tired overall. Finals around the corner… gloomy weather…”
“A half-dozen big-titted babes constantly asking you for sex.”
I gave her a rueful grin. “You’re not wrong. I told you Eva’s started joining us for BTC group Fridays. Sam spent an old-fashioned ‘Sam Saturday’ with me, which was really nice. And while Belle definitely misses Lily, she seems to have immediately buddied up with Isabela.”
“Belle and Bella.”
“Don’t call them that. They hate that. We’ve tried ‘Izzy’, but she really does prefer to be called by her full name.”
“Noted.” Skylar shrugged. “And Neevie?”
“There’s a reason why I used to call her Nymphomaniac Neevie. That said, she’s thankfully been a little less demanding of my services lately. Spends all her time doing cosplay with Luna.”
Skylar laughed. “I know. Yesterday it was all ‘Luna this’ and ‘Luna that’.”
I grinned. “I’m glad she’s happy.”
“You aren’t jealous?”
I frowned. “Of Luna? Hardly. Neevie’s happy to have finally found a friend. You know how she is.”
Skylar sighed and nodded. “I do.”
“But Neevie’s not falling in love with the girl or anything.”
“Noted.” Skylar arched an eyebrow. “Just making sure though: Luna’s girlfriend doesn’t seem to mind?”
“Apparently not. If anything, I would’ve thought Luna might be jealous about Belle. But so far, I haven’t noticed any hard feelings in either direction. And then of course, Belle and Isabela seem dedicated to trying to turn me into a desiccated husk all-day/every-day, including this morning.”
Skylar smirked. “Isabela’s quite the nymphomaniac, isn’t she?”
“You have NO idea,” I groaned, letting my head loll back for a moment. “I mean, I thought Neevie was perpetually aroused, but this girl takes it to a whole other level. I mean, one could argue that she doesn’t actually have sex with me any more than any of the other girls. It’s just that she’s only around one or two days a week, and–”
“–and then tries to cram in a week’s worth of sex into one or two days?” Skylar finished for me.
I gave her a weary smile. “Pretty much.”
“That seems efficient.” Skylar shrugged. “I can’t argue with the girl’s sense of time-management.”
I snorted and shook my head. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’m feeling pretty sexed out at this point.”
Skylar’s eyes popped. “Seriously?”
“You try regularly satisfying six perpetually horny girls all day, every day.”
“No thank you. I didn’t sign up for that,” Skylar said with a laugh. “Although, are you still counting it as six? Is that your continued hope that Lily will return, or did something happen with Luna you haven’t told me about?”
I winced and sighed. “Continued hope, I suppose. Nothing’s ever gonna happen between me and Luna, and I’m perfectly fine with that.”
“Because she doesn’t meet The BTC’s cup-size requirement?”
I snorted again and waved her off dismissively. “You’ve got a better chance of sleeping with Luna than I do. I don’t have the right equipment.”
“You don’t have the right equipment? I think Isabela would beg to differ.”
“Isabela doesn’t need to beg for anything. She demands, and she’s quite demanding at that.”
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