"I don't know, but that's not the point."

"I know it's not. The point is that you feel the need to avoid her.

Why?"

“You know why."

“Of course I know why; I'm a girl. But I'm also your friend, which is why I think you should call her."

I frowned. "You know, I would've thought you'd be happier if I avoided

Naimh a little bit. More time with you this way... doing THIS.“ I emphasized the last word by sliding my hand up her thigh and tickling her pussy.

“Neevie wants to be doing this with you too. Probably more than I do.

WAY more than I do."

I sighed. "I know."

“Then why don't you want to let her? Clearly you both enjoy doing it with each other."

“Were you NOT at the same conversation I was? The one about no one girl monopolizing my time and stealing me from the others?"

"You're NOT being monopolized. You spent all afternoon with Alice, you're with me right now, and you're visiting Sam tomorrow. I'm pretty sure you'd visit Mari and Zofi without a second thought. The fact that you feel the need to avoid Neevie speaks volumes.”

“Well I do."

“Because you're afraid you'll like her too much?"

“I already like her too much; that's the problem. I close my eyes, a stiff breeze comes up, and I start imagining our bodies twisted together, scaling the heights of unlimited ecstasy."

“You sound like a trashy romance novelist. Is the sex really THAT good?"

“It's pretty fucking amazing," I chortled immediately.

Belle pouted for a moment and looked away from me.

I caught her look and added a little hastily, "I mean, sex with you is pretty amazing, too.”

“Nice try," she drawled.

I frowned.

“Are you jealous?"

“Of course not. Maybe a little. Okay, yes I mean what ' s-so-great-about-her-anyway?" she said hurriedly at the end there.

“Is it because her boobs are bigger than mine?"