Meanwhile, Sam arranged to go have dinner with Zofi's family.

Sam's SUV was back in the driveway before Mari and I returned, but after having a pleasant evening with my angel I wanted to continue giving her my undivided attention and focus. We'd even arranged with

Belle to stay home tonight rather than join us, weekend or not. Belle, of course, was more than happy to let her bestie have me all to herself for a night. I carried Mari bridal-style up the stairs and into my bedroom, shutting it and Locking the door. And the door remained locked even after Mari's and my cries of passion died out.

That night marked the first time since she'd moved in that Sam DIDN'T join me in bed (in this case, she couldn't join me).

Mari and I woke up fairly early and had a morning quickie. We headed downstairs before Mother had even started on brunch, and Mother informed me (rather tersely) that Belle and Sam had gone out for their

Sunday morning run but had not yet returned.

By now, the standard Sunday itinerary had been for the girls to have their long run, brunch with Mother, and then a mid-day threesome. I sort of blew that up this day because instead of waiting for the girls to return, I drove Mari home and then called up Naimh to ask if we could meet up.

The horny freckled redhead was of course happy to hook up, and we met in a grocery store parking Lot so she could hop in my van and we could take an impromptu drive out to the Bay. We wound up at Coyote Point

Recreation Area, hiking along the coastline and watching airplanes land at San Francisco airport.

We also found an out of the way place to park on an unused service road by the marina, Lowered the van's back seats, and got jiggy with it.

Naimh and I wound up getting dinner together as well, and when I returned her to grocery store parking lot, she gave me a sweet and tender kiss, thanking her “non-boyfriend" for the impromptu date.

Sam was already in her room studying when I got back, and we fell asleep in our own beds. This time, my bedroom door remained unlocked.

But Sam still didn't come join me in bed, and I woke up Monday morning alone. Of course, she wasn't supposed to come slip into my bed, and had even stated that she wouldn't do it anymore (although obviously, she had continued for a least a little bit). Still, I found that I missed her presence, and spent a long several minutes gently rubbing my palm over the empty space on pillow beside me where her head would have been.

At breakfast, Sam was uncharacteristically cold. I felt bad, recognizing that she'd probably gotten used to a certain level of intimacy with me over the past week and could perhaps even feel a little rejected the way I'd been treating her this past weekend. I was reminded of my own feelings around that period when Sam always seemed busy doing other things that culminated in me freaking out that she'd gone on a date with another guy. In this case, I HAD gone on a date with another girl (two actually).

But while I could see that I was hurting her, I knew I was doing what I needed to do. And that resolve kept me going.

Otherwise, Monday felt routine. We went to school, and Sam acted completely normally with me, so I started to feel better that I wasn't traumatizing her or anything. She drove herself to school planning to take care of "stuff", whatever that might be. Meanwhile, Naimh came over in the afternoon for Neevie Monday to pick up right where we'd left off Sunday afternoon, and to my surprise, Zofi came with her - her dance class had gotten cancelled when the teacher called in sick.

Naimh and Zofi together always made for a really fun pairing. The nympho redhead Anal Queen of the BTC of course wanted me to leave a massive load deep within the darkest depths of her bowels, and Zofi came pretty spectacularly with Naimh fingerbanging her wet box while simultaneously giving the Lissome brunette a rimjob. It was enough to let me believe Zofi might actually let me in her backdoor someday. But even that pleasant thought could only distract me for so long, and after the pair of them went home, I found myself wondering where Sam was and what she was doing.

She came home eventually of course. Mother also came home early, Belle and her dad came over as well, and the five of us had dinner together.

After the meal wrapped up, Sam went into her room to study (AP Exams were coming up the first week of May), and we fell asleep in our own beds.

I woke up alone again on Tuesday.

At least Sam wasn't uncharacteristically cold. She was pleasant enough, held my arm walking between our shared first and second periods, and treated me much the same way she'd always treated me before she'd moved into my house.

But every now and again I'd catch her staring at me, a hurt expression in her eyes. Of course, the instant I looked up at her, her mask slammed down over her true face Like a brick wall, and everything would go right back to normal. I tried not to let it bother me. I tried to keep my focus on what I believed to be the greater good. At Least from the way everyone else acted around us, I figured that nobody else had noticed Sam's Little Looks.

But I figured wrong.

Alice came over Tuesday afternoon and met me with a casual fist bump.

She was still dressed in her school clothes and nonchalantly sauntered into the family room. It was clear that sex was not at the forefront of her mind, which was just as well because I wasn't particularly in the mood myself.