Karen, Kathy, and I are smoking bong after bong of my best Thai stick as we celebrate her new apartment, only a block from campus. We are drinking Black Russians, and getting into an argument. It is heated, passionate, and ultimately futile, I think.
"Men have no respect for women! They don't even remember us the day after they make love to us!" Karen seethed.
"That's just not true! I'm sure Gary thinks of me often." pleaded Kathy.
"So true. How could I forget her tawny hair, like a lioness? Or her beautiful eyes, sweet soft kisses, and radiant smile?" I boasted.
"How polite of you. You could say that about dozens of women. But what makes making love to Kathy any different than those dozen other women? Could you tell her apart from another woman just by touch?" Karen said coldly, then tauntingly.
"Well, not many women have pointed C-cup beauties like Kathy. I've never seen another little butt as tight as hers, either." I bragged.
"God! Kathy, he's so superficial! How do you put up with him?" ranted Karen as she exploded with pent up anger.
"It's true he hasn't said anything that would separate me from a mannequin of the same shape. Are you certain you remember what my loving feels like, Gary?" said Kathy, a hurt tone in her voice.
"I'm sure. I'm certain, my love. I just can't put it into words." I tried to plead, soothingly.
"Oh bullshit! You could no more pick Kathy out of a dark room of naked women than you can fly like superman!"
Karen exploded.
"I'm certain! I know my Kath! I'll bet anything!" I pleaded.
"Me too. I know Gary isn't lying. I back him all the way."
Kathy said confidently, looking like the ref at a fight in a hockey game.
"OK, you fucking liar! I've had enough of you so-called 'men' making claims you can't back up! It's put up or shut up time!" Karen raged.
"Cool your jets! Jeez, can't a guy say he loves his woman?"
I begged.
"Only IF it is true, and this time you must prove it!"
Karen said coldly, adding "That goes for you too, Kathy."
"We'll do anything! You are on, bitch!" Kathy said heatedly.
"OK, then, here's the bet. I bet Gary can't pass a test to determine if he really loves Kathy and remembers her. If I win, I get to spank his naked ass in front of all my girlfriends while he apologizes. Kathy will be my maid, do all my housework, in the nude if I so choose. Both the spanking & the housework will be each week until I graduate four years from now." Karen challenged, dark tones in her voice.
"But what happens when you lose? Are you willing to do the same for us? Or are you afraid to bet your own ass?"
Kathy sneered.
"Oh, yes I am, and I'll go you one better. I'll be your complete sex toy, since your sexual truthfulness is what I'm challenging, IF I'm wrong, which I'm not. So if Gary wants to spank me and then have me suck off all his friends, I'll do it without so much as a peep IF you win. Are you willing to say the same for yourselves?"
Karen snarled.
"Interesting bet. What's the test?"
Kathy queried eagerly.
"My bedroom here faces the alley. With the shade rolled down and the bedroom door closed, it's as black as deep space in there. Now you can tell the difference between Kathy's kiss and mine, Gary? You can or you can't. You can tell her breasts from mine, or not. Her tight little ass from mine? Her sweet pussy from mine? That's just to cover the mannequin issue. Now we get to the good stuff, the hot part. You have to lick us, and tell us who is who. You have to tell us who is blowing your supposedly big cock as we each do our best. Then, finally, you must make love to us, one by one, and tell us who is who. No grading on the curves, pass or fail. You can't put it into words Gary, but can you even put Kathy's name to her most intimate caresses? I bet you can't. I bet you'll get confused. I bet you'll call out her name while having sex with me."
Karen taunted seething with vitriol.
"Don't let her say such things, Gary! You love me, I know you do!" Kathy cried out, begging for me to refute the charges against, me.
"Then prove it, Mr. macho big shot big dicked lover and rememberer of Kathy. Show her you'll never confuse her with anyone else."
I was sweating. It was the end of summer, but as I looked back and forth from Karen to Kathy, I was scared as hell I couldn't do it. Not only would I lose the love of my life, but I had no doubts about the depths of depravity that. Karen would visit upon me if I lost. They were so much alike. Hair style, hair color, shape. They traded clothes constantly. Many people mistook them for sisters. Before I could speak, Kathy sealed my fate.
"We'll do it, the whole ball of wax." Kathy said proudly.
"What about you. Gary? Cat got your tongue? Or are you in too?"
From far away, I heard myself say "Yeah, I'm in, the whole ball of wax."
Kathy and Karen each took a hand, and led me to the bedroom.
"You sit on the bed Gary. When I turn, out the light, we will undress. No hints, no moaning. We'll tap each other on the shoulder when it's time to trade spots. Gary can ask to repeat whatever we did, but each call he makes by name is final. Kathy & I will score it at the end, and announce the winner. Good luck, Kathy, you're going to need it."
Karen instructed triumphantly.
"In your dreams, slut. The first thing I'm going to make you do as our new sex toy is to make you lick out my sweet snatch in apology." Kathy said.