“Mom, I’m so proud of you, and I hope that you keep up the good work!”She laughed. “Who’s the mom? You or me?”She was right, I did sound a little patronizing, even though I didn’t mean to sound that way. I just wanted her to know that all those years of her sacrificing to be at home for me, making sure she was both parents when Dad wasn’t around, which was most of the time. This was her time, and I wanted her to shine. Whenever she talked about work, she had this big smile on her face. It was amazing, she talked about me changing, but she should compare her closet before and after this promotion. I was pretty sure that she’d dropped a couple of sizes, and her knee-length skirts were now half-way up her thigh.“You never know, when you come back, I may be blond. I don’t want you to have a shock. After all, they say that blonds have more fun,” Mom said as she pulled away from my embrace. Something Grandma always said. I didn’t want to let her go. I should have been excited to go back
I spent Monday with Archie, and we went to dinner, and Archie confessed that he wasn’t much of a cook. There was something crazy about Archie. He had the confidence of a bull. He said exactly what was on his mind all the time. I loved that part of him, the fact that he had no fear, and he was ruthless about it. I told him that I just came back from home, seeing my parents had set-up all sorts of his emotions. I expected him to want to go down and dirty, but he listened. Told me exactly what he thought of the situation, the same thing that I did at the time. “Your parents seem to be in a good place. Just like you.” He smiled as he briefly kissed me on the lips after dropping me home.I was dreading coming back to CU and splitting myself in seven. But I realized that it was because I was worried about disappointing the guys by not keeping up the sexual relations. They wanted more from me than that, and I nearly led Archie on, by turning our innocent kiss into a quick romp in the back
“Let's move to the bed it will be far more comfortable,” Carlos said, when I came up for air from his thought-stealing kisses. “Let me up, we’ll go in there.” I didn’t want to break the mood but agreed. My knees already ached from the hard floor beneath the thick carpet in the living room. We stripped off the rest of our clothes as we walked back to his bedroom and then we came together again, standing in front of his bed. I was eager, naked, ready for his touch, hungry for it, in the darkness of his room. I couldn’t tell what colors the wall and decorations were, and honestly, I didn’t care, right then. I just wanted him to touch me.Even if it's only this once, I said to myself. And if it was only going to be this once, I was going to make the most of it. I pulled him against me hungrily and was awarded nicely when his lips pressed kisses down my sensitive neck, my hair loosely piled on my head, an invitation I’d hoped he’d take at some point tonight. I hummed with happiness when
I sat down and stared at my cell screen. I was the Sunday guy, the one that would make Tess feel better by having some kind of conversation that would be so outside of the box, that it would explode her mind every time. I was the nice guy that every girl wanted as a friend, the type that would never get the girl, and part of me felt right about being that guy. The one that they could turn to, but then there becomes a point when I wanted more than that. I didn’t know if I wanted to get married, have kids, and the usual type of crap that everyone in my family recited when they got to this age. But I was a Senior in college, and soon I would leave, and the only thing anyone would ever say about me was, Rich was a nice guy. He helped me that time in this situation or that…With Tessa, I could be who I wanted to be, but I wondered if I could take it to the next step. I’d analyzed and divulged myself in each and every one of her articles. I knew who she was talking about when it came to t
I was stepping on Archie’s toes by being with Tessa on a Monday, but I could tell that he was off his game. As I watched him practice I could see that he was a shadow of his former self. For some reason he kept looking at his phone and even at lunch, he said that he hadn’t seen Tessa on campus today. None of us had, but we knew the reason why. Somewhere in the midst of it, we were all driving her away. We were getting too fucking possessive and we had to calm the fuck down. “Hey,” I shouted out as I saw Kim. She was one of Tessa’s besties and we’d hung out a few times with Tessa. “Hey Ron, you good?” I nodded and then I cut to the chase. “You seen Tessa today? I tried calling her, but she’s not picking up.”She smiled. “You treading on your brother’s toes?”I shrugged. “What do you mean?”“Well, today’s Archie’s day right. Monday.”I nodded. “Yeah, it is but it’s just that I need to speak to her, and I can’t find her. Besides Archie hasn’t heard from her all day.”“That’s weird,
“Hello sweetie, Archie showed you a good time last night?” Kim chimed as I headed to the kitchen, ready to eat. “He was charming last night.” I smiled as I thought about Ron and the triplets. It took me a while, but the reason why I was into all of them became apparent to me. I even got up a little later than usual this morning, I was tired, not from sex. But just from thinking about the night that I had with Archie and the words that Ron said to me yesterday. “I don’t feel pressured to be some kind of girl who knows everything, that has to put out every time that we’re together and I don’t feel guilty about having seven men I feel…”“Shit! Fucking shit!” Cheryl blurted out as she sat at the breakfast table. “That’s rude. I was talking…”I was going to say what was on my mind until I saw what she was cursing about. She handed me her phone. It was him. Carter. Ron thought that he heard someone in the classroom, and I wished that I’d paid attention to him. I wished that I'd looked
I couldn’t believe that Carter posted that shit about Tessa. It made me so fucking mad, to see that he had made her out to be some kind of whore. That he made out that we were idiots. He knew nothing about us, and I hated the way that he talked about her. I had to stop Archie from going down to his dorm and beating the shit out of him. “No one talks about my woman that way!” he roared like a fucking lion as he scrolled through all the posts that Carter had posted on every piece of social media that he could, and most of it was pathetic. Cheap shots from someone who had nothing going on in their life, and you could feel the jealously in every single one of them. Pathetic!I reminded him that Tessa would be pissed about Archie punching the lights out of Carter, not because she was crazy about the guy, but she’d always made it clear that she believed that violence solved nothing, and she hated all acts of it. We loved and respected Tessa, and as much as it would be great for Archie t
Tessa Everything happened for a reason, and Carter’s exposure of my relationships made me feel sleazy for all of five seconds. Pete made me feel like the woman that I’d desired to be from the start. There wasn’t anything that could bring down the rain, and as Pete asked, for the guys to be interviewed. It made the paper even more popular as guys wanted to know what was in it for them, but we didn’t publish their names. What fun would that be? We made it into a little game, and it made the articles even more popular. There were girls who came to college, who, like me, were virgins, and they didn’t think that they were worthy. They saw the pictures of me before my men, and after, they saw that there was a difference in me: one that had resulted, all due to them. Sometimes, we had dinners at Rich’s penthouse. All seven of us, there was no more jealously, or attitude as the guys all accepted that they were all equally important in my life. If anything, there was a mutual respect that ha