broke the sound barrier. Eventually, the sky began to lighten and the air became chilly. I thought it was time to go. “Let’s get out of here.”
“I don’t want to get out, I want to stay in here for ten years and play with your breasts.”
“Come on.” I reached up and got her underwear and my clothes. Then I backed out of the plane and collected her dew-covered bermuda shorts, Villager blouse, and white, worn-out sneakers. Shivering, we ran to the car.
“Are you hungry?” I asked.
“For you.”
“Carolyn, you are so goddamned corny. Let’s go to the ‘Egg and You’ and get something good.”
I ordered two breakfasts for all the energy I burned up, and Carolyn had bacon and eggs.
“Molly, you won’t tell will you? I mean we could really get in trouble.”
“No, I’m not telling but I hate lying. It seems pretty impossible that anyone would ask such a thing, so the coast is clear.”
“I hate to lie too, but people will say we’re lesbians.”
“Aren’t we?”
“No, we just love each other, that’s all. Lesbians look like men and are ugly. We’re not like that.”
“We don’t look like men, but when women make love it’s commonly labeled lesbianism so you’d better learn not to cringe when you hear the word.”
“Have you ever done that before?”
“When I was in sixth grade but that was about seven centuries ago. Did you?”
“At camp this summer. I thought I’d die from the fright but she was so terrific, this other counselor. I never thought of her as a lesbian, you know. We spent all our time together and one night she kissed me, and we did it. I didn’t stop to think about it at the time, it felt too good.”
“Do you write her?”
“Sure. We’ll try to go to the same college. Molly, do you think you can love more than one person at a time? I mean, I love you and I love Susan.”
“I guess so. I’m not jealous, if that’s what you’re after.”
“Kinda. You want to know something else? It’s a lot better than doing it with Larry. I mean there’s no comparison, you know?”
“That I know.” We laughed and ordered two hot fudge sundaes at 6:00 in the morning.
Carolyn started waiting for me in the lunchroom and paying all kinds of attention to me. She forgot to pay attention to Larry or Connie. Larry didn’t mind as long as he got his weekend fuck, but Connie was more sensitive. Because of it, I tried to spend more time with Connie, which made Carolyn mad. The times the three of us weretogether became more and more strained until I began to feel like a bone between two dogs. We were the witches for the English class’s production of
Macbeth
and during rehearsal I tried to explain to Carolyn what I thought was happening and that she should cool it. She burst out with, “Are you sleeping with Connie?”
Connie who was sitting on the other side of a cardboard rock popped her head over the top and said, “What?!”
This is it. Now what do I do? “Carolyn, that’s a stupid thing to say. No, I am not sleeping with Connie, but I do love her. She’s my best friend and you’d better get used to it.” Carolyn began to cry.
Connie looked at me in amazement, and I shrugged my shoulders. “Molly, why would she think we’re sleeping together? What’s going on?”
“Connie.” Pause. What the flying fuck do I say now? “Connie, there’s no use trying to lie about it. Carolyn and I have been sleeping together. End of sentence. She got jealous I guess. I don’t know.” I turned to Carolyn, “Anyway, what the hell are you jealous about, you’re the one with Susan, not me. It makes no sense.”
Carolyn started to offer an answer through a sniffle but Connie, recovering from shock, beat her to it. “I want to make certain I’ve got this right. You make love with Carolyn?”
“Yes, I make love with Carolyn. Carolyn makes love with me. I make love with Clark and Carolyn makes love with Larry. All we need is a circular bed and we can have a gang bang.
“I don’t want to get out, I want to stay in here for ten years and play with your breasts.”
“Come on.” I reached up and got her underwear and my clothes. Then I backed out of the plane and collected her dew-covered bermuda shorts, Villager blouse, and white, worn-out sneakers. Shivering, we ran to the car.
“Are you hungry?” I asked.
“For you.”
“Carolyn, you are so goddamned corny. Let’s go to the ‘Egg and You’ and get something good.”
I ordered two breakfasts for all the energy I burned up, and Carolyn had bacon and eggs.
“Molly, you won’t tell will you? I mean we could really get in trouble.”
“No, I’m not telling but I hate lying. It seems pretty impossible that anyone would ask such a thing, so the coast is clear.”
“I hate to lie too, but people will say we’re lesbians.”
“Aren’t we?”
“No, we just love each other, that’s all. Lesbians look like men and are ugly. We’re not like that.”
“We don’t look like men, but when women make love it’s commonly labeled lesbianism so you’d better learn not to cringe when you hear the word.”
“Have you ever done that before?”
“When I was in sixth grade but that was about seven centuries ago. Did you?”
“At camp this summer. I thought I’d die from the fright but she was so terrific, this other counselor. I never thought of her as a lesbian, you know. We spent all our time together and one night she kissed me, and we did it. I didn’t stop to think about it at the time, it felt too good.”
“Do you write her?”
“Sure. We’ll try to go to the same college. Molly, do you think you can love more than one person at a time? I mean, I love you and I love Susan.”
“I guess so. I’m not jealous, if that’s what you’re after.”
“Kinda. You want to know something else? It’s a lot better than doing it with Larry. I mean there’s no comparison, you know?”
“That I know.” We laughed and ordered two hot fudge sundaes at 6:00 in the morning.
Carolyn started waiting for me in the lunchroom and paying all kinds of attention to me. She forgot to pay attention to Larry or Connie. Larry didn’t mind as long as he got his weekend fuck, but Connie was more sensitive. Because of it, I tried to spend more time with Connie, which made Carolyn mad. The times the three of us weretogether became more and more strained until I began to feel like a bone between two dogs. We were the witches for the English class’s production of
Macbeth
and during rehearsal I tried to explain to Carolyn what I thought was happening and that she should cool it. She burst out with, “Are you sleeping with Connie?”
Connie who was sitting on the other side of a cardboard rock popped her head over the top and said, “What?!”
This is it. Now what do I do? “Carolyn, that’s a stupid thing to say. No, I am not sleeping with Connie, but I do love her. She’s my best friend and you’d better get used to it.” Carolyn began to cry.
Connie looked at me in amazement, and I shrugged my shoulders. “Molly, why would she think we’re sleeping together? What’s going on?”
“Connie.” Pause. What the flying fuck do I say now? “Connie, there’s no use trying to lie about it. Carolyn and I have been sleeping together. End of sentence. She got jealous I guess. I don’t know.” I turned to Carolyn, “Anyway, what the hell are you jealous about, you’re the one with Susan, not me. It makes no sense.”
Carolyn started to offer an answer through a sniffle but Connie, recovering from shock, beat her to it. “I want to make certain I’ve got this right. You make love with Carolyn?”
“Yes, I make love with Carolyn. Carolyn makes love with me. I make love with Clark and Carolyn makes love with Larry. All we need is a circular bed and we can have a gang bang.
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