I took the soap and did my best on her pussy. "I think you'll be dripping some, no matter what I can do."
We got out of the shower and took towels. The signal for breakfast had sounded a while back, and I wanted to go eat, but I dried her back off, then left my towel on her shoulders while I moved around to her breasts with my hands. She turned and kissed me, passionately, but then we returned to getting dry. Jenny and Sam were already dressed, and Jenny was looking a little impatient. We got dressed, and all hurried out of the shower room, putting the towels down the chute along with yesterday's clothes. As we passed her room, Nancy said, "I should see whether Barbara's left yet, and grab a couple of things in any case." She gave me one more hug and kiss. "Thank you so much. I don't know whether I'll see you at breakfast, but if not, Phil, every part of that was wonderful. I'm not ready for the cafeteria table, but I just might be someday, if you keep at it. If I am there, I'll tell everyone how good you were to me. All three of you!"
As we walked away, Jenny said, "The thing is, somehow the girls you collect are all just so nice. I might like it better if I felt like I could tell them you're mine and to keep away. But I doubt it. I do wish I were going to get a little more of you than I'm going to, though."
I said, "So whose idea it was to toss me to Barbara last night?" She looked chagrined, and Sam laughed. "They really are nice, and my first one may be the nicest of all." She took hold of my arm and kind of snuggled up. "Yes, I thought you'd like hearing that, but it's true. But Sam is outstanding in that area, too. And you're right, they all are. I don't know what I've done to deserve you all."
Then I said, "Oh, Sam. There are some things we need to talk about, but one of them is no big deal." I asked her about the guy in the shower Friday night, and she laughed.
"Yes, I understood, enough anyway. He told you to just bring Jenny over and let him show her what a real man could do. And when she hit him, he was laughing, but she meant it. I am guessing he either went back to the boys' side by himself, or had an icicle in his bed that night. And I'm so glad you're not like that." I thought about Wilma, thinking again of the important lesson I'd learned from saying something just about that dumb, and then about how happy I was that that was resolved and over, even though it had taken three years. And I reminded myself that I really needed to make that list.
We stopped by Sam's room just for a moment. I combed my hair, which was drying enough already that it didn't want to behave. We went on out. I apologized to the monitor for being in after the signal.
"Starting tomorrow, you'll need to be more careful. Consider yourself as getting off with a warning. I was already told you were running late, and why." I must have showed how surprised I was, since she went on, "Macdougal came through a couple of minutes ago, and said she kept you busy in the shower past the signal. Again, tomorrow that will not excuse you, but I was very pleased to see how happy she was. When she was a student of mine, I worried about her a bit, because she was just a little too serious. That's not exactly the right word, but may be good enough, the best I can do. And I've seen that you've had that effect on a lot of them, these two included."
I thanked her, and we went off to the cafeteria. I knew Jenny was hungry, and I certainly was, and Sam seemed to be too. Waffles with a lot of toppings for me, and a smaller plate of scrambled eggs. I also had orange juice and water.
We were eating with our usual group, but we were kind of off to one side, and talking among ourselves. I did pass on to the whole group, kind of interrupting everyone, what the monitor had told me that morning about letting housekeeping know if we completely moved in with someone, and also about the cupboard of boys' underwear on the girls' side. "I haven't been back on the boys' side since, but I mean to check whether there's a similar cupboard for girls on the boys' side." Someone else said that there was, and when I asked said that yes, there were tampons in it. Of course, during that week of the month, girls might prefer to stay in their own rooms by themselves, but maybe not. Time would tell.
With my two, speaking very quietly, I mentioned what I had thought of regarding difficulties of abandoning my own room for one of theirs. I finished up by saying, "I really do hope to spend most of my nights over on your side, and most of those with one of you, but in spite of the inconvenience of having to run back by my room, worries about having something I need be locked in one of your rooms make me think I'll leave my stuff. For clothes, what room would I tell housekeeping? And if I spend the night in a different room, I could wind up stuck even for that. So I think I might pass even if there were just one of you to think about. I hope you don't feel hurt or insulted."
They were both all smiles. "Phil, you're wonderful. Feel free to leave a few things with either of us, or both," Jenny said. "Toothbrush and razor sound like good candidates. And a couple of changes of clothes. But if you'll let us have our own space, and—," here her voice took on a kind of determined tone, "—and not interrupt us just because you need fresh shorts, if we happen to have some other guy with us, we will both be happy about that."
"Thank you!" I gave them each a hug around the waist. "But there is one more thing.
"Sam, I feel like I may be stepping on your toes here. On the one hand, I told you and anyone else who was listening that if they had anything personal against you from before, not relating to me, it was between you and them, and I really do mean that it's not my business and I don't want to know about it. But there's a matter I worry that you may not have thought of. I don't even know it was you. When it was mentioned to me, I said, 'Sounds like Bruja, but I don't want to hear who it was.'
"So please, if I'm butting into your business, or if it wasn't you, or if you've already done something about it, please forgive me. But I know you said you wanted to straighten anything like this out, so I don't feel right not saying anything."
"Phil, if you don't stop beating around the bush and tell me what it is, I'll get mad. I'll forgive you, freely, if out of ignorance you bring up something you shouldn't. And I do thank you for caring."
"OK, think back to a rainy Monday afternoon, one on which you had been raped the night before, though that wasn't widely known. And I'm sorry to bring that in, too. I was talking with one of the forfeits, and she pleaded with me to take a turn with her. And her reason was that the previous Friday, when there had also been an unreasonable number of forfeits, in the girls' shower a few girls were looking to see whose pussies were dripping, among the forfeits, and taunting any that failed that test with being too ugly for any boy to have wanted a turn with them. She was very afraid of being in that situation that afternoon, although I think the rain might have made it moot. And one other forfeit I visited was worried, I think about the same thing.
"Now, if you were one of those doing this, I'm sure you didn't that day. You had apologized to Maggie Brown, enough that she was convinced you meant it, and you were in the midst of painful changes. But if you were doing this on Friday, there are some girls you need to apologize to. Having said that, I'll listen to anything you might want to say, but otherwise try to butt out, because it's not my business except that it involves my wonderful partner."
I didn't really need for Sam to say anything. Her face had gone white, and her eyes looked horrified. "Oh, Phil, you're right, and I had totally forgotten. You're right, what happened that Sunday, more what happened to Brown than to me, drove it out of my head. And I don't think I can possibly remember who all I hurt, that time! What can I do?"
I gathered her to me as she began sobbing. We had been unnoticed, talking quietly, but her wail, and what she said, had been loud enough to draw every eye in the group and interrupt every conversation.
I reached over and picked her up and put her on my lap to hold her. After a minute, I said, still very quietly, "Was that a serious request for suggestions?" She nodded vigorously. "Then make a list of those you do remember. I suspect Jenny was there and saw, and she may be able to help you. I can tell you who spoke to me about it, and I know she'll try to suggest names, if you ask her. She wasn't a victim herself, she hadn't been forfeit on Friday. Then go to the ones you can think of, about the way you came to me, though you won't have to say so much. Say you had forgotten and were just reminded. Some will forgive you freely, I'm sure, and from those especially you can ask for more names.
