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Day 19...
We slept in.
It was only a two or three hour drive into Portland from Eugene depending on traffic, so why wouldn't we?
Over breakfast, Marni and I wound up in a discussion about threesomes and group sex when men were involved, both of us agreeing that a man's recovery time can sometimes be problematic.
"Different when its all gals," I observed, "I mean its still a threesome, or a foursome like it was in Vegas, but I like that, you know, when its just women."
"Yeah...I noticed," She chuckled with a wink to me.
"Our little college cutie was a lot of fun, don't you think?" I tossed into her lap.
"Yeah...she was that," Marni replied, adding, "Glad I'm not her instructor though, she exudes a lot of sexual energy; and while I've done it, sexual involvement with students can be problamatic."
"Have to confess," I said, "I wouldn't mind doing another coed if the opportunity ever presents itself, Bootsie's young pussy was tasty."
"Damn, Jules, you're talking like you've been eating pussy for years," Marni chuckled, "I do believe you've changed teams, girl."
"Pretty sure I have too," I answered honestly, "haven't thought about sucking or fucking cock since we started this trip."
"Didn't seem to me that you minded us playing with others, either," Marni smirked.
"We don't have to do that...you know, threesomes and shit, if it bothers you," I offered when the fleeting thought came to me that she might not want to.
"Wouldn't want a steady diet of having others in our bed," She remarked, her reference to 'our bed' making my stomach flutter, but in a good way, "but, every once in a while? You know, for a little spice to everyday life? I wouldn't mind that at all...especially sharing it with you...you're a fun-fuck in those situations," smiling at me when saying it.
"Kinda' what I think about it, too," I said in agreement, "Every so often? Probably not a bad thing, but after this trip of ours? I wouldn't complain if it never happened again..." my voice trailing off into silent thoughts.
"Look, it there comes a time when we want to 'kink' it up, there's always ways to do that, discreetly of course," She remarked with an emphasis on 'discreetly', "Hell, we could always shoot up to Seattle for a long weekend if the urge strikes us...I know of a couple of Lez-bars and clubs up there."
"I'll keep that in mind," I commented, "But one thing you can take to the bank, girlfriend, is that you won't ever walk in and catch me going down on one of our neighbors like what happened with Beth."
"Oh honey, don't you think I already know that?" She replied to my words, her words to me lighting me up inside and making me feel all warm and fuzzy.
That's when I realized just how hard I had fallen for her in the past few weeks. Funny thing, I remember thinking, is that I was feeling this way about another woman and I was really okay with that, I didn't think it strange, not in the least.
It did make me wonder if women had a 'lesbian gene' or something, buried within, just waiting for the right woman to come along to turn it loose.
I didn't know the answer to that queston but what I did realize is that, with Marni, I had crossed 'that line' and had no desire to undo what had happened between us...and if I were to be totally honest with myself?
I realized that I'd never been happier then I was when with her...
We had just joined the northbound traffic on I-5 when both of our phones chimed, alerting us to waiting messages.
"You want to check 'em, babe?" Marni asked, since she was driving us home.
"Got a text from Susan, sent to both of our phones, thanking us for the lovely flowers and card that we sent," I said, smiling at Susan's gesture.
"You have one from school," reading it to her, a nod from her in understanding of the text about a meeting for her department, next week. Scrolling to the next message in queue, I said, "Oh...its from Beth," looking up from her phone in my hand to her face, "you probably ought to read that one yourself," I said, not comfortable in reading anything from her past lover.
"Delete it," Marni instructed very matter-of-factly.
"Delete it? Are you sure?" I answered.
"Bitch hasn't got a thing to say to me that I want, or need, to hear," She said just as sternly as her command to delete it, "She probably thinks that I've moved on, with you probably, and her fucking ego can't bear the thought that anyone could do that," She chuckled, "the girl really believes her own bullshit."
"Okay, if you're sure..." My words said but my finger still not pressing the delete command on her phone.
"Even if I didn't have you in my life, Jules, I'd still delete it, okay? Beth is the past, plain and simple."
"Am I the future?" I asked, the words flying out of my mouth before my brain had engaged.
She was silent for a few heartbeats, her brow furrowed as if in thought.
"Would that be such a terrible thing, Jules, for either of us, if that's our life now?" She replied, her voice soft, thoughful.
Ever since my shower of last night, after I had thought about the past three weeks since Marni and I started our road trip, I had been resisting the urge to speak my mind, to tell her how I was feeling about her, about us.
No time like the present I reasoned in those few moments between her question and, now, my words to her.
"No, it wouldn't, not by a long shot...look, I need to say this, so please, just listen," I replied.
"I'm listening."
"I'm returning from our vay-cay a whole other person...a person that I'm comfortable with, a person that I never knew existed within me," I said, measuring my words, my thoughts.
"At first I thought it was just the sex, nothing more, a vacation fling..."
"Jules.."
"Hush...let me finish, please, or I'll never say it," I asked of her, then continuing, "But, I know now that 'this', that 'us', isn't just about the sex, not even close."
"Okay..." pausing to take a breath and collect my thoughts, I pushed on..."Okay, what it is, sweetie, is that I've fallen head-over-heels in love with you...crazy-love, nutso-love, with you."
I paused again, my heart pounding like crazy.
"I'm still figuring it out Marni, and I've no doubt that there'll be ups and downs as I find my way through a whole new set of emotions for me...so have patience with me, but, at the end of the day, know this....I do love you," I said softly.
