The girls mused on that with each other for a moment. At first, I did worry that they might get upset being separated from their usual pairings, but everybody seemed to agree my solution was equitable and besides, the girls all played pretty well together already.

A pair of hands suddenly slid around my chest from behind and Holly kissed the side of my neck.

“Well done, King Solomon," she commented approvingly.

I patted her forearm and turned my head to hers for a quick kiss on the lips. In the intervening week between the end of Holly's reign as my

Girlfriend of the Week and today, I'd gone without an official girlfriend since neither Belle nor Sam wanted to take a turn. In theory, that made Naimh the next girl up, but even she didn't feel ready to take that step yet. The end result had been rather status quo, and the most recent status quo had been... well... with Holly as my girlfriend.

Our relationship was still new, and Personal Slut was the horniest of the seven. That's not to say none of the others got cravings for Matty dick -- we still had Neevie Monday, Alice Tuesday, etcetera, and Naimh even dragged me out to the minivan for a Lunchtime quickie once (and

Holly dragged me out twice). Thursday had once again been the only day that Holly didn't fuck me out of the whole week, and from the way she started nibbling on my neck right now, it would appear her libido hadn't waned a bit.

“Hey, wanna go with me to get groceries?" I asked her quietly.

"Yeah, totally," she agreed. "There's a store just up the street."

I announced to the rest of the girls that Holly and I were getting supplies to last us the week, and then hand-in-hand, the two of us headed out.

Holly and I returned an hour later with several more bags than I'd been expecting. For one thing, she was vegan and needed to get some extra supplies since she wouldn't be able to eat some of the meals we already had planned. For another, she'd loaded up my cart with several bottles of hard Liquor and wine.

“Uh, I'm not twenty-one," I'd reminded her when the first spherical bottle of tequila went into the cart.

“Don't worry. I got it," she'd informed me with a grin.

When we got to the checkout line, she'd produced a perfect California

Driver's License proclaiming her to be twenty-one (going on twenty-two soon), and although her hair in the photo was a Lovely shade of magenta, the young male cashier had merely taken a quick glance at her face, and then taken a much Longer glance at her exposed cleavage, and finally started beeping the bottles through.

When we returned, we found that Sam, Zofi, and Naimh had all changed into their bikinis and were currently sunning themselves out on the back deck overlooking the ocean. The house was built on a cliff, so to get to an actual sandy beach we'd have to walk about a quarter mile, not that anybody seemed inclined to do so immediately.

Belle, Mari, and Alice were in the living room chatting, and Alice cheered with both fists upthrust when she saw the alcohol. "Yes! You guys told so many stories about Tahoe and I always regretted missing out."

I remembered what had happened the LAST time Alice got roaring drunk, and I waggled a finger at her.

“Behave. I don't trust your judgment when you're drinking.”

She blew a raspberry at me.

“It's not like I can beg you to take my virginity again. If anything, the alcohol might Loosen me up and make me inclined to share dessert with you tonight." She finished off that last part with a wink.

“Oh, well in that case, here you go." I'd fished out the bottle of tequila and extended it over as if I was going to hand it off.

Alice giggled but didn't take the bottle. Instead, Mari looked up and asked, “Hey Holly. Would you mind showing us around town? The three of us were just saying we've all been to the Boardwalk but never really explored anywhere else.”

“Yeah, totally,” Holly agreed brightly.

“You wanna go now?"