How to grow.

The women had clearly told me to my grow my love with Sophia first, before having sex with her. But how do you grow love? It is not like a beautiful rose, you only need to give water and sunlight, provide a healthy fertilized ground, enough room to grow, remove weeds, prune it at certain times, cut dead leaves, be aware of its thorns...

Hmm, perhaps growing love is exactly like that.

Perhaps the three women had a better understanding of Sophia and I needed more time to figure out who she was in the past and present? They certainly had built up a large knowledge base about me and would continue to instruct Sophia too, I was sure of it. But, as usual, they have left me to figure out things on my own, before they would no doubt interfere when I screwed up.

I knew conversations were always a good way to know more of any kind of people. Or observation, or personal experiences. But the latter was not exactly a good indicator. Observation can only lead to interpretation and is also tainted with your own views and emotions.

I viewed her as becoming a very good leader to her section, smart and having an inherent protective nature. Not a bad start for respecting her. But conversations would be the main part in getting to know and love each other better.

So I took the time for it and I let her know I was interested in knowing her better.

“Erm... I was afraid of that. That you wanted to know more about me.” She hesitantly answered.

“How so?”

“Well, eh... your girlfriends have told me already quite a bit about you, how to approach you, warned me not to mess it up again, and so on... And they asked me quite a bit about myself too...”

“Yes, they can be quite nosey at times... but in my case, they probably did it to protect me. So if they say you were welcome to pursue a relationship with me, it must be that they have no issues with you.”

“Well, they had, certainly after I... eh... pursued you so very determined. They warned me to change tactics after a while and they also told me not to insist on demanding more physical intimacy than you can handle...”

“Yes, I have some problems with intimacy. I am sometimes **** to do that. I want to choose the perfect conditions before I engage in those activities. They know not to push me, although once or twice a day I get hints from them, trying to tempt me into it. Kylie would for example hint me I need to ‘evolve’ more, Kate would suggest certain ways to make her happy and Kara says she wants more opportunities to learn about sex the good way. All good ways to approach me as I feel the need to make them happy, but I am not always completely sure if it is exactly that they really want. It feels sometimes they have more urgent needs and the reasons to engage me are more like fallacies. If I evade their hints, they drop it and wait for better conditions.”

“Yes... they told me quite a bit about that... thing is... eh...”

“Yes...?”

“Talking with them made me realize I have way too aggressive means to... At least too aggressive for you... And I used to have no problem with it to succeed with other men... Although I had some problems with... eh...”

“You are a stunning woman, and you have charm, a sense of responsibility...” I tried to put her on ease a bit more, but she cut me off:

“That sense of responsibility I discovered only recently in myself, with you giving me responsibility to take care of others. The problem is that in my past I was a lot more reckless with relations, and eh... I couldn’t care less if I hurt people in the process by pursuing men who weren’t single at the time.”

“Not sure I understand completely what you are trying to say. If all happened in mutual consent...?”

“Of course it was all in mutual consent, but I had my ways to... let’s say persuade men to go against their own interests. All because I am...”

“So you seduced men, and even if they were not single, they let you to seduce them. Well, again, it is the personal responsibility of those men to choose whether to go with it or not. I admit I am quite resistant to subtle hints, evasive at times, more than a lot of other men. With you being very attractive, using your unsubtle charms at times, I can see why a lot of other men would like to have some fun with you.”

“Yes, but...”

“I notice you are somehow ashamed of something, but that you really want to tell me. If it is too difficult to say it out loud, just whisper it. I love you quite a bit already, you may have noticed. You were very nice to me, again... eh... it is one of my weak points to give my love to women that are nice to me... never mind. Please tell me. It is important to you. So it is important to me too.”

She leaned towards me and very quietly, but loud enough for me to hear, after some time she said:

“I like sex... a lot... I like having a lot of sex... really... a lot.”

“Ah... Now I understand your **** to tell me. You are really afraid I wouldn’t love you anymore if I knew you had a... high libido.”

“Yes, realizing you don’t... well, you can see...”

“It will not affect my capacity to love you.”

She looked relieved at that, but I wasn’t finished:

“The problem is, to be blunt, how are you going to handle it, as you well know, I don’t have that same level of drive. Are you going to be able to love me, knowing I cannot... well... provide these services as much as you would like me to do? And we haven’t even included the needs of my other girlfriends... which... considering your need... eh... you had no problem with in the first place.”

“Alex, you are the first man I have ever encountered that I really fell in love with, and kept falling in love with. Even after I was so aggressive in pursuing you, you still forgave me for it, you still said you cared for me, you still said you could love me. I never had this feeling. Sure I have fallen in love before, but not like this. It is the strangest thing that I would fall in love with a man that had an opposite sex drive than mine.”

I wanted to kiss her, but I saw she wasn’t finished, far from it. She needed to tell me, badly.

“I never had a problem with you having more than one girlfriend, because it would have been hypocritical to think that, after I had on occasions, more than one boyfriend at the same time in the past. Knowing you had more than one girlfriend, it only eased the path for me to pursue you. You would feel no **** to my seductions, going against your own interests. But I made a mistake in how to seduce you. If I had known, I wouldn’t have done it that way, but then I would never had figured out you were different than other men.

And despite knowing it, I still kept falling for you. I still loved you. So, no, I will keep on loving you, if you will have me, of course.”

“Of course I will. I would be stupid not to.” I replied very casually.

I leaned over, sure this was the moment to kiss her. And it was. It was exactly the right moment, we discovered. After that kiss, we repeated it, eventually we grew more passionate in our kissing, tongues entwined and saliva was exchanged.

But we weren’t alone. And again we heard the voices in the vicinity, telling us that our kissing was noticed.

“Wow... hot...”

“They look cute together, don’t they?”

“Another one bites the dust...”

“Are they going to fuck now?”

“Erm.. No, Ambra.”

“It would be hot to watch, though...”