“But then when we started messing around on the couch during the movie," I began.

“And Sam got up and walked out in a huff," Holly finished for me. "I get it. Girls are territorial. She'd thought she would be okay with it, but when you and I started doing stuff right in front of her face, she was all, ‘Nuh-uh. Not MY man."

I frowned. "You say that like it's from personal experience."

Holly blushed and looked embarrassed. "Another friend of mine; won't name names. I thought her boyfriend was hot, and she wanted to spice up their relationship, so she invited me to join them for a threesome.

Things started off great, but when I started going down on him and he started moaning my name, she got upset and stopped everything right then and there."

I winced.

“Ouch.”

"It's alright. We're still friends, but I'm not allowed to flirt with him anymore. No big deal. Lots more yummy guys to sample. Like YOU.”

“How'd you change her mind?"

"I didn't; Alice did. Well, Belle and Zofi too, but mostly Alice. She was all, ‘Matty's not our boyfriend. We can't stop him from being with other girls.’ And Sam was all, ‘Yes, we can! He's ours! He belongs to the BTC!' So then I'm all, ‘Well what if I join the BTC?’ And then all four of them were all, ‘Well if you're in the BTC then you can't fuck him. None of us can!‘ So then me joining the BTC was off the table and it was back to whether or not Sam would let me... or Let anybody have sex with you. And Alice started calling out Sam on the unfairness of all that. I mean, it's not Like YOU would stop Sam from hooking up with some other guy, would you?"

I snorted.

“Of course not. She already HAS hooked up with other guys.

Sam's not my girlfriend."

“Exactly. And you're not their boyfriend. So once Sam wrapped her head around that idea, it was no longer a question of whether she had a problem letting you have sex with another girl, but whether she specifically had a problem with ME. And she insisted she didn't have a problem with me. In fact, she said she'd rather it be someone like me who wouldn't try to make you a steady boyfriend and take you away from them."

It took me an extra couple of seconds to process all that, but I finally nodded and said, “Makes sense, I guess."

She took one Look at my furrowed eyebrows and thoughtful expression and said, “This conversation isn't exactly the most arousing thing we could be talking about. My fault. I'm sorry. We should get back to the good stuff." She started rubbing my package again.

"No, don't apologize. I'm glad we talked about it. I don't think I could've gone through with it without being sure the girls are okay with it." I frowned.

“That said, the other girls don't know about this, do they?"

“What do you mean?"

“Naimh and Mari: they weren't part of the conversation."

“You're not their boyfriend, either." Holly slid her hand into my pajamas, wrapping her hand around my still-hard erection. Whether or not this had been the most arousing conversation, I was still an

18-year-old boy in bed with a gorgeous, naked girl.

“still...”

"C'mon, Matt. You're handsome, tall, and really fucking good with your hands and tongue. You're considerate and patient, superhumanly patient to put up with all the teasing you go through. You should've gotten laid a hundred times by now, but you're surrounded by six big-titted cockblockers that scare off all your prospects. Don't you think it's time you finally Lost your virginity?"

“Nngh," I grunted, my eyelids fluttering at the pleasure Holly's hand was giving me.