I slept the sleep of the righteous which is nothing like how I would describe myself.
I had, or at least thought I had, a fairly solid moral compass. I wasn't a Christian but many of those values made sense to me and I had been brought up that way. But it seemed as soon as my dick became involved any moral thoughts flew out of the window.
Part of it, I'm sure, was my lack of dating experience. I had no idea what the rules were. I had no understanding whether dating three girls and fucking one of their mothers on the side was deemed to be acceptable behaviour. Maybe in two countries in the world. I'm guessing not in Basingstoke.
My love life had gone from nought to sixty faster than a porn stars on fast forward and I had no clue how to deal with four attractive women who all seemed to want to be with me in some form or another. Just thinking of last night left me with a rock hard cock as I tried to get through the shower without masturbating. I failed dismally as I replayed the hot scene with Celia and then the amazing makeout session with Jennifer.
My emotions were as much of a jumbled mess as the table of threads in my mind. I had no idea if I loved any of these women. In fact I felt slightly differently about all of them. Don't get me wrong I fancied the pants off all of them. But it was more tender with Jennifer. Her mother was using me for her own pleasure and so far that had felt pretty good. Fiona felt closer to being a friend than any of them and I felt weirdly protective about Tina.
Who knew that I'd even be having these thoughts two weeks ago. Two weeks ago I was a virgin nerd at the bottom of the social heap just desperate to make it through school.
Now?
Well now I was no longer a virgin for one thing. I suddenly felt like a man and I wanted to trumpet it from the rooftops. Every pre-programmed fibre of my teenage being wanted to tell the world just how full of testosterone and sperm I was. Reality hit pretty quickly as I realised that I wouldn't be telling anyone about this.
No, What I needed to do was figure out what to do with my problem. A problem that, let's face it, most guys would kill to have.
In theory this stuff was quite simple. Tina hadn't actually said anything about us going out. But her body language was saying something else entirely. And those tits! But I could go to the concert, say nice things about staying friends and we should be good.
Fiona was a different issue. For one she had a permanent job at the garden centre and while I'd hopefully be heading to university soon I really wanted that job to be there for me over the holidays. So do I cool things off with her before they get going? Do I just date and see how things go? We had a great time when we went out and I didn't feel awkward at all because I already knew her to chat to. Who knows, I may have a whole lot more in common with her than I do with Jennifer.
But Jennifer had always been my ideal. My dream girl. And she was interested in me without me doing anything to influence her outside of getting the police to arrest the toerag that was breaking into her house. And we had gymnastics in common and she seemed to view me as a friend. That was really meaningful.
But how much of a friend would she consider me if she found out that I was getting a large helping of Celia Sawyer on the side?
Why is this relationship stuff so damn complicated?
And all of this is without considering the impact of my powers. In theory I could make all the problems go away by influencing them to do whatever the hell I want. In practice I knew that I wouldn't be able to live with myself. I was already suffering from guilt over not releasing the link to Mrs Sawyer but she was so damn hot!
Maybe that was the answer? Remove the link? But what if she somehow blames me for having sex with her once the link is lifted? It didn't seem to affect Fiona but then she didn't have the link in place as long as Fiona. Does that have an effect on the individual?
There were so many unknowns. So in tried and tested fashion, I pushed them to the back of my mind and went down to get breakfast.
A reminder of my powers was in place even here.
"Hey, son."
"Morning Dad."
"These property details just arrived in the post. I wanted you to take a look and see what you think."
"Property details?"
"Yes, for me to move out."
"But you and mum have been getting on great over the last week or so. Are you sure that you should go ahead with this?"
They both looked at each other, then back at me and at the same time said:
"Yes."
"It is a big step but I know that we'll all be in a better place once we do this. And it's not like I'm moving a long way away. Plus you're off to university soon and will doubtless end up moving out in a few years."
"True."
"Anyway, take a look at the details. I'd like your opinion."
"OK."
"By the way, how have your exams been going? It's a big one today isn't it? Biology?"
"They've been OK. Chemistry was tough but I think that I got through it alright. And yes, Biology today. I really need to ace this one as it's the strongest of my subjects."
"You'll be great. All that studying time will pay off. How was Jamie by the way?"
"Jamie?"
"Yes, Jamie. Weren't you round at his place studying last night?"
"Oh Jamie. Yes, Jamie's great thanks. I think he has a date too with one of the girls from school."
"Wow! You're all growing up so fast," said his mother, but she had a calculating eye on me as she said it. She knew full well that I'd avoided the question. Dad, however, was never that perceptive.
"Fantastic for him. He's such a nice lad."
"Oh, and I've been invited to go to a concert in Reading in a couple of weeks."
"Look at you! Quite the social butterfly! Is it after exams?"
"Yup, on the 28th."
"That's great. Who is it with?" my mother asked.
"Oh, the band are called Muse. I'm not sure if you've heard of them."
"That's not what I asked, young man."
"Err...it's with a girl called Tina."
"Tina? Not Fiona?"
"No, Mum. Tina's a big fan of the band and her best friend can't go and when she found out that I was a big fan too she asked me if I wanted to go."
I babbled it out.
"So she asked you?"
"Uh huh," I grunted through a mouthful of Shreddies.
"Hmm. And does she know about you and Fiona?"
"She does. It's not a date. She gets a lot of attention from guys so I'm going along to help prevent that so that she can have a good time. Plus we both love Muse so it should be fun."
"This isn't Tina Lathan by any chance is it?"
"Err...yes."
"Hmm," and my mother put a world of meaning into that sound. Within it she somehow managed to sum up all of the moral issues that I'd been thinking through. And this was with only knowing about two of the girls!
"Mum, it's just a concert and someone else that likes the same sort of music that's all."
"Well just you make sure that you don't lie to any of these girls do you hear me? You're a good looking young man with a decent brain, even if you've only just figured some of that out. Just be upfront with people, they'll appreciate it."
I looked down into my cereal and just nodded.
"Hmm. Is that your second bowl of Shreddies?"
"Third."
"What has got into you lately?"
"Sorry."
I bolted the rest of my breakfast and rode down the hill to meet Jamie.
"So. Tell me all or I will be madder than Mad Jack McMad, the winner of last year's Mr Madman competition."
I flushed and looked a bit embarrassed, totally unused to having to talk about stuff like this.
"It was good. She's really nice."
"And that's your version of tell all is it?"
"Look, we ate too much pizza, chatted a bit and then studied for the exam. She's a really good study partner. And..."
"And..."
"And we may have kissed a bit."
"DUDE! You couldn't have led with that bit? So are you an item now?"
"I'm not sure. I...I think so."
"But what about Fiona? I mean talk about the luck of the Irish. Two super hot girls both want you. I mean, you're not bad to look at but Jennifer and Fiona?"
"Keep your voice down Jamie. You absolutely cannot tell anyone about this. If she's ready then she can tell people but this was just one study session OK?"
"You're a torturer, you know that? Huge gobs of juicy gossip and I can't tell anyone? Man!"
"Well what about you and Susan? Are you guys going out?"
It was his turn to look embarrassed.
"You guys already went out, didn't you? Last night before the exam. And you're having a go at me for withholding information!"
"It was just a chance to get to know each other without anyone else around. We went to the old ice cream parlour up on the estate. It's a bit quieter since the new place opened in town and we just, sort of...ah, I don't know. It was nice."
"Hah!"
"Oh, OK, you got me alright. We had a good time but I still did my work. Come on or we're going to be late for this thing."
I locked up the bike in the bike shed and crossed the playground to the main entrance. The rugby crew were over by the science block, up to who knows what but they were leaving me alone. I checked and the five gossamer threads were still there. For the first time, maybe because there were five of them, I felt...I don't know...some sort of pull in that direction..? It was only very slight but it was definitely there.
I puzzled on that as I made it through to the hall to sit my exam. Jamie was a few people back from me but gave me a wave as he sat down, and Jennifer had already set up her things on her assigned desk in the far corner. I saw her look around, catch my eye and then just very briefly touched her lips with her finger.
It sent a sensual tingle through me. Trying not to be too obvious I casually touched my lips with a finger too before pulling all of my exam stuff out of my sagging, gaffer taped bag.
The exam went surprisingly well. Last night's study session was so indelibly ingrained in my brain that I had no trouble with the core parts of the exam, and even thought that I had made a decent run at the more obscure parts of the paper.
As we exited the hall and started to drift away for lunch Tina bounced up, quite literally.
