Dan was settling into an almost normal domestic life with Dolly. They spent most nights at his apartment playing house. She had met his daughters. They seemed to get along well enough, he was worried about his older daughter, she seemed uncomfortably with dolly being closer to her own age then his but seemed to be suffering it in silence. Dolly would go home when the girls came for the weekend going out with her friends. As was their new habit, on weekends when Dan had his girls he would drop them off Sunday afternoon and then stop by Dolly's apartment.
Dan wasn't even expected to knock anymore and when he entered he scared the three of them. Dolly, Stephanie, and Stephanie's gay boyfriend. Dan had settled into the realization that Kevin was indeed gay. He and Stephanie had no plans to marry any time soon and Stephanie still hadn't slept with him, or fucked him, whatever. They were stoned and sitting on the floor. They freaked when he stepped in.
Dan worked to catch up, drinking bourbon and taking more than his share of the next bowl kevin stuffed in the bright orange glass bong. He relaxed back on the floor beside Dolly, Dolly was playing with her handcuffs. Dan had no idea what had gotten them to the living room but he tried not to wonder what Dolly did with her weekends on her own. Now that he knew what Dolly and Stephanie got up to in their free time alone he didn't worry about Dolly picking up stray guys. It was true, their relationship had moved to the next level.
"Is bondage a fetish?" dolly asked him. It had seemed to come out of no where but it was apparently a conversation that had been going on before he arrived.
"Sure."
"I guess I do have a fetish." Dolly clipped one cuff around Dan's right hand and smiled devilishly.
"I think you have every fetish." He giggled back at her and she clasped it down firmly causing him to wince.
"I don't think I have any." Stephanie said. "I want one. Should I have one?"
"Is being 'bi' a fetish?" he asked honestly, drawing an elbow from Dolly. When he looked up at her she nodded at Kevin. Clearly Dan had been the first one to be let onto their little secret.
"I don't think 'bi' or 'gay' is a fetish. I think they are just normal sexual orientations. I think I fetish has to be more aberrant." Kevin said thoughtfully.
"So wanting a dick isn't a fetish?" Dan joked, drawing a giggle from Dolly.
"No, no I don't think so." Kevin added. Dolly giggled again drawing a stern look from Stephanie.
"Do I have a fetish?" Dan asked Dolly. "I think you are my fetish."
"No shit." Dolly replied. "Chubby Chaser."
"I don't think I'm a chubby chaser."
"You wanted to make love to me. I'm fat. I think you like us fat girls." Steph was smiling.
Kevin was not smiling at all. "You tried to fuck Stephanie? When was this?" He said, he was a little testy but not mad yet.
"Before I knew any of you. Yeah, I was hot for Stephanie. I have Dolly now though." He grinned, hoping he'd covered himself.
