Not the sex you are looking for.

Scott was thoroughly confused as to what was going on.

“And your decision is?” he asked.

“That Scott Williams is a dope.” Jenn said, and they both laughed.

“Seriously.” Scott said, he was starting to get upset.

“Okay, okay, we’ll behave.”

“Maybe you’ll behave.” Jenn muttered. Lydia elbowed her.

“Okay, I’ll behave too. At least for a little bit.”

“Scott, the court of Jenn and Lydia has determined that the reason all this drama occurred is because you were too much of a dope to realize what was going on in front of you.”

“Hence, our decision is that Scott Williams is a dope.” Jenn laughed again, she was really enjoying this.

Scott didn’t like the blame being dumped on him, but he wasn’t so much of a dope to not realize what was going on in front of him right now. Jenn and Lydia getting along, ditching the blame for all their years of antagonism and reducing it down to him being a dope.

He felt defensive, but what was he going to do? Remind them of all the nastiness between them, drag things they had moved past back into the picture and start fighting over it?

“How do you plead?” Jenn asked, pointing at him.

“I thought you already decided, isn’t it too late to enter a plea?”

“Nope, this is very important.”

It looked important, as silly as the presentation was, both Lydia and Jenn were looking at him, waiting to see how he would answer.

“I guess I have to plead guilty as charged.”

“Good, so that wraps up the trial, now on to the sentencing.” Lydia looked to Jenn, who suddenly looked nervous.

“Scott, you are sentenced to sleep on the couch.”

“What couch?”

“This one.” Jenn pointed to the couch the girls were sitting on.

“What?”

“Silence.” Lydia pointed at him. “You will sleep here, while Jenn and I take my room.”

“I don’t get it.”

Jenn’s face turned red. She looked like she was about to speak, but couldn’t.

“You had a night with me Scott, and now Jenn is going to, and you are going to sleep on the couch.”

“And no masturbating!” Jenn blurted out, then immediately covered her mouth.

“Yes, no masturbating Scott, you need to suffer.”

Scott was stunned. This was definitely something Lydia would pull, it had all the calling cards of a Lydia plot, sex, teasing, punishment that only made people want more sex. . . But Jenn? This didn’t seem like Jenn. He didn’t see any real choice other than to play along.

“Okay, I’ll sleep on the couch.”

“Oh Jenn, we’re going to have so much fun. Give me a moment, will you?”

Lydia ran off to her bedroom, and Jenn and Scott were alone.

“Jenn, are you okay with this?”

“Whoa Scott, you don’t get to talk me out of this.”

“If this is what you want I’m fine with it, it just seems very much like a Lydia scheme, and I want to make sure you are really okay with it.”

“It was my idea Scott.”

“What?”

“I know Lydia’s Bi, Scott, and her and you are. . . well it’s in my head Scott and I can’t get it out, it’s always messing with me, I need to find a way to stop thinking about it, wondering about it. If you are comparing me to her, wishing it was her, thinking about things she did that I can’t.”

Scott could understand that, Lydia’s reputation for sexual prowess was pretty incredible, and the reality lived up to the hype.

“So I want to experience it, know what. . . what you kept going back to.”

“Okay, Jenn. If this is what you want, go for it.”

“You aren’t mad?”

“I’d be a pretty huge hypocrite to be mad about this Jenn.”

“But we’re together now, I’m technically cheating on you.”

“I don’t know, girl on girl never felt like cheating to me.”

“What?”

“Like, there’s no dick involved, so it just feels different.”

“Wow, is this a ‘lesbians can’t have sex, they need my dick’ speech.”

“No, I’m not saying it’s not sex, I’m not saying anything beyond my feelings, and I just don’t feel like you and another girl is a threat to me.”

“What about dildo’s?”

“As long as it isn’t big, I don’t care.”

“Seriously? Your opinion on cheating is just a dick measuring contest?”

“No, no dicks period. You and Lydia go in there and fuck each other senseless it’s not cheating, you give a dude a hand job, size irrelevant, it’s cheating. The dildo thing is just preference, I don’t want to have to compete with a 12-inch monster that vibrates. That’s all.”

Jenn smiled, touched his face, “You’re weird Scott Williams.” She kissed him softly. Scott kissed her back. Jenn climbed on top of Scott, making out with him as Scott put his arms around her, finding her ass.

“Hey, none of that!” Lydia said, re-entering the room. “That ass is mine tonight.”

Jenn pulled away from Scott, smiled at him and then left with Lydia, giggling.

Scott looked over at the half-empty wine bottle. “Looks like it’s just us tonight.”

Scott drank a glass, and sat there thinking about what was going on. He suspected Lydia would try to find a way back in with him, she always had. He had a better understanding of it now, he was her family, likely the only person in her family she felt she could trust. In Lydia’s screwed up world that’s a person you try to keep around with sex. Try to drive other people away from them, keep them to yourself. It made sense, she was raised by Angel and the never-ending line of men she ran through.

If her angle here was to get back in with Scott, was it just to keep him in the picture, or would she try to pull him away from Jenn? Lydia was also into sex with girls, was she looking to make them a group thing?

“Fuck.” Scott said out loud. The sounds from Lydia’s room weren’t loud, but he could hear them. His dick was hard and his thoughts weren’t going to go away from Jenn and Lydia naked on her bed.

Scott laughed, he hadn’t thought about it but this was his first time in Lydia’s apartment, she got it shortly after he left, likely because of the event that triggered his decision to sign up for the Army. That meant Lydia and he had never done it here. Jenn beat him to it.

“No, damn it Scott.” He couldn’t let himself think like that, he and Lydia had to be over, that had to be done or everything would fall apart.

“Oh fuck, Lydia!” he heard Jenn scream. If his one time with Jenn was normal for her (and it seemed likely) Lydia was going to love Jenn, and Jenn was going to be a puddle when Lydia was done with her. It pissed him off, thinking of Lydia having more time with Jenn than he had ever had, in there setting standards that Scott probably couldn’t match.

“Fuck, that’s the whole point, isn’t it.” This was Jenn’s ****, Scott worrying he wasn’t going to be able to match his sex-goddess cousin. This sucked.

Scott laid down on the couch, the best he could do would be to just fall asleep, and find out how things were in the morning.

“Oh God!” Jenn’s voice yelled.