And now we wrap up Alistaire's summer interlude, before some grand adventures and crushing realities will come to him out at USC. It will be a while before Alistaire At USC comes out, as I mostly have things outlined, but even there the details are sparse. Ideas in the comments would be welcome!
This is the last of this series, but I will still remind you, I seek not to portray reality, just a plausibly ridiculous world. Thanks for all your support!
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THE ONE WITH THE GOODBYES
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Maybe the brazen truth really was the way to handle Dad. He certainly had not believed me about being draped with two naked beauties...
Mom returned home as smug as humanly possible. The deal she had brokered had ended up even better than she had imagined. So good, she spontaneously upped my car budget to 30 thousand... without any negotiation required on my part.
That last bit told me that the five extra grand was truly a pittance compared to what she cleared. The way both my parents suddenly went months before they resumed their usual good-natured grousing about the cost of USC, would later confirm that idea.
Charlotte and I slipped into an easy friendship. We hung out here or there and even tried running together once. She declared me way too good for her though, and we dropped the idea.
When I invited her back for Gaming a second time, Chris and Tony looked at me like I'd lost my mind. But this time Maddie and Charlotte got along too well, crushing the three of us so many times that Tony was soon moaning out loud to their faces, "Why don't you two go back to fighting with each other?"
I even had the opportunity to hang out with Mary, Maddie, and Charlotte all at the same time on a few occasions. Needless to say, this filled my mind with all sorts of ideas, ideas all three girls could see in my eyes.
Unfortunately, they all viewed my ideas as a source of hilarity, not inspiration, and I was teased mercilessly for my impertinence. But they are my friends, and found a way to make my disappointment awesome.
Mary, yes Mary, whose taste in sexual partners and fantasies runs solely from dudes to dudes, with nothing else in-between, came up with the idea that they should all not only tell me that it wasn't going to happen, but that they should tell me exactly what was not going to happen... in detail. And they did it in a booth at a McDonald's. That Big Mac with an extra-large side of blue balls was the most erotic tease I have endured in my life.
For three girls who really were quite committed to not having a foursome with me, they had some pretty incredible ideas...
Okay, I did manage to get Charlotte and Maddie both naked with me at the same time on one more occasion that summer. But whatever fey mood had taken them the first time was not present the second. Yes, I did pretty much everything with both, but only one at a time. It was another Twinsome, not a threesome. Just with only one twin and one friend.
Still didn't suck.
Well, I mean... you know what I mean.
*
And I started seeing Carrie again. Not seeing as in dating, and certainly not as in fooling around, but just seeing and talking to her.
I was out making another restocking run, refilling the free paper's racks around town with our overrun supply, before going to grab some lunch. And there was no way I was going to miss restocking the rec center's news rack while I was out that way, given that I knew Maddie was lifeguarding that morning.
Most of my remaining supply of extra copies safely nestled in the lobby's rack, I wandered out to the pool to say hi. There was Maddie in her red one-piece suit, sitting up high on one of the chairs overlooking the kiddie end. And there standing beside and below her, was Carrie Croenke, looking every inch of Carrie Fucking Croenke in a bikini consisting of high-waisted, low-cut navy blue shorts and a white halter top. The suit probably provided more coverage than any other bikini at that pool that day, but on her, it looked like an illustration for 'Sexy Girl' on Wikipedia.
"Hey, Maddie! Good to see you, Carrie," I said as I approached. They both turned my way. I did not want this to be awkward, and I prayed Carrie would not want it to either. No matter what she had done and wanted to do, no matter how we had disagreed about my take on the subject, I still very much considered Carrie my friend, and I had missed the simple hanging out part of our friendship.
Yes, I also missed the perfection of scenery part, but that was secondary. And honestly, I had a surfeit of scenery around me anyway.
"Yo, Alistaire," Maddie said easily, but I saw her cut her eyes very briefly toward Carrie.
"Hey, Alistaire," Carrie said with a subdued smile. "It's been a while."
That was all the regrets either of us seemed prepared to express about it, but I kind of felt it was enough for now.
"Yeah," I agreed. "Hey, Maddie, when is your shift done? How about the three of us go to lunch if you are out of here soon? I've got time. You, Carrie?"
There, as casual an invitation as I could manage. I tried very hard to not Look at either one of these painfully hot women as I spoke. I really just wanted a lunch with friends at that moment.
"I have another twenty minutes," Maddie said, looking at her watch.
"I got no plans," Carrie added.
It was a nice lunch, nothing else. But from that point on, I saw Carrie around again. Had she been deliberately avoiding me, or was this just a coincidence? Had I been avoiding her? I was not sure of the answer even to that.
*
If I gave the impression that Charlotte and I mostly only saw each other in the company of friends, that would be wrong. We did a lot of nerd things together as well, like several planetarium shows and a road trip to the Atlanta Aquarium. Great place. Check it out.
Oh, and we fucked like rabbits on the regular. In fact, Charlotte was the only girl I almost got caught with by my parents.
She and I had plans to go to the pool and have some fun and sun. Maddie was working, and I had a few ideas about teasing her by making out with Charlotte while in her line of sight. Unfortunately, the weather had other ideas, and Maddie spent the afternoon in the guard room, standing by with her colleagues in case the rain decided to stop.
Charlotte and I went to my house to watch a movie in my stately 'home theater'. We argued about what to see, until Charlotte googled 'most erotic films' and came up with something called
9 1/2 Weeks
. Since my parents had left for the afternoon to play a round of golf in Greenville with a congressman and his wife, a movie like this sounded fucking awesome to me.
Eh.
The story seemed kind of skeezy to me. But the sex was definitely hot, and Charlotte agreed with me on both counts. We kind of agreed to wait until the thing was finished to do much about the hotness of the situation, but with less than fifteen minutes to go in the film, things kind of got away from us both.
Next thing I knew, I had the middle recliner laid all the way back, neither of us had any pants on, and Charlotte had me embedded between her legs. No foreplay. No discussion. Just straight to some aggressive fucking. It was rainy and regardless of the plot's issues, Mickey Rourke and Kim Basinger respectively were doing it for both of us.
Like a dumbass, I had not checked my radar app to see if it was also raining in Greenville. Spoiler Alert: It was.
I was practically gnawing on Charlotte's left nipple and thinking how much better it would taste with some strawberries rubbed on it. Perhaps I should run to the kitchen and see if we had any in the fridge? Who was I kidding, nothing was going to stop what we were doing on that chair until we had both come.
Nothing except the sound of our garage door going up suddenly.
"Oh shit!" we both exclaimed in as perfect harmony as Mary and Maddie could have achieved.
Thank God we were both only bottomless. We had our pants on in a flash, and were wandering out of the theater as my parents came in from the garage.
"Remember, we were watching fucking
Avengers II
," I muttered to Charlotte.
"Language," she muttered back. What a champ.
"Hey, guys!" I said, taking in my semi-bedraggled parents. They were dry now, but they had clearly been soaked earlier. They must have tried to get in their round before the rain and failed hard.
Both of them looked cranky as they came in, but upon laying eyes on Charlotte beside me, I did not like the grins they both suddenly donned.
"Who is this?" my mother asked like I was ten and had brought home a new friend from school.
Shit. I had kept Charlotte off my parents' radar until then, not wanting a fresh round of shit. I could see now that that had been a mistake.
I had barely survived meeting her dad one time, and that was in the company of Mary as well. Mr. Gaines was something else.
But he was not the experience of my two parents looking over Charlotte with varying deniable shades of 'we know you are fucking our son, probably just now, we guess it was fun' on their faces.
"This is Charlotte," I said firmly, trying not to glare at the two of them, my wandering-eyed father in particular. "We met a few weeks ago. She's a friend of Maddie's."
My mother saved me and Charlotte with all the appropriate small talk. My father was absolutely no help as he just stood there, made appropriate noises when called upon to do so, and otherwise just visibly approved of Charlotte in all the worst ways. Then he heard she was headed for Princeton and he started approving of her in all the ways, period.
Charlotte was amazing, but I caught her trembling a time or two. She clearly was thinking about my mother flipping her lid if they had caught us.
I was trembling too, but I was worried that if they'd caught us, my mom might have wanted to give some suggestions...
My parents, with all the glee in their black and shriveled souls, kept us rooted in the house for a good half an hour. I had chosen the wrong movie as a cover story. They had both seen Avengers II, and Dad took special malice in making us discuss Ultron for fifteen minutes while Mom got us all refreshments.
When I finally extricated Charlotte from their clutches, I walked her to her car.
