A quiet moment after all the battles.

Chapter 89

The sisters, Denise and your princess stay at the table for a while longer and keep you company. Your battered stomach relaxes a little after you've fed it and no longer growls like a starved wolf. For everyone at the table, it's quite normal for Claire to lounge on your lap and watch you eagerly while you eat. The topic revolves around the next night and so you can enjoy your breakfast in peace and listen to the girls as they plan. It's no wonder the nature of the joy has changed since the last time. With Denise, it is the most likely to notice it. She sits in her chair, smiling contentedly, and looks at the table when Millie begins to question her. She looks at you when your little sister asks her how the time with you was. Everyone can imagine that you slept with her and when Susan asks more specific questions as your sister out of curiosity, your princess looks at you with pride. Susan lets her eyes wander from you to your sister and then to Denise and then repeats the cycle over and over again. At some point she pokes Denise in the side - maybe a little too hard - and asks why she's not saying anything. All eyes wander naturally to you.

"Surely you will be able to wait a few more hours?" you ask and protect your kitten without marginalizing your princess. She naturally rushes to help you too. When she steers the conversation in another direction you can see from the McKinley's faces that they seem to be a little disappointed. Yes, a lot has actually changed, you find out. The two sisters also seem different and the irrepressible boldness of Susan has turned into a restless curiosity, while Claire snuggles closer and closer to you and makes no move to leave your side. There is little doubt that the girls will take the next step tonight. You have already given Denise the order to tell about her happiness and to feel free. Millie will do her part as she wanted most of all to let her friends know what a great guy you are. They'll see that tonight. You briefly think about how you should feel about it and look at Claire on your lap. It's a nice feeling to know her so close to you. You also like that Susan listens to you, no longer makes a fool of herself and has opened up to you. You still don't know exactly how deep their feelings go for you, but after that night Millie will be able to tell you how they feel about you. You have no intention of conquering the two or pressuring them in any way. But you also know that you and the world that you and your girls have built must have a strong pull on the pressured sisters. Unbridled love, friendship, trust and unconditional support. If you can offer the two of them what they have always wanted, then you will be happy about the opportunity. What does 'happy' mean here? You know they want to sleep with you too. Your drill sergeant is right. But the time has not come yet. If it is up to you, you will make time for the girls who are already under your protection.

Silent steps behind you make the heads of you and Millie spin around. Emma comes down the stairs with encrusted eyes, wet, uncombed hair and a sleepy look. She only recognizes the hustle and bustle at the table when she is already standing in the room. Then she looks over at you and gives you and Millie a warm smile.

"Good morning," Millie grins at your girlfriend and waves her over. Emma slowly shuffles over to you and gives you a gentle kiss on the cheek, not bothering Claire on your lap. Then she sits down with you, grunting and yawning. She smiles around and her eyes open wider when Millie puts a plate in front of her.

"Thank you honey," she says softly and lovingly and then looks at you. "You really have the perfect sisters." You nod in agreement and watch your princess as she smears your girlfriend one bun after the other until she has had enough.

After Emma is fed up too, you finally manage to pull Claire away from you and send her outside with the others. Apparently the other girls are also spread over the area and when you step outside with Emma, Megan and Maureen wave to you happily. Megan immediately tries to integrate you into the group, which is spreading a picnic basket and several towels on the lawn, while the group around Millie sets up the volleyball net and divides the groups again. This time they are not named so lasciviously. Megan comes up to you and hugs you. After twirling her around like every morning, it's not that difficult to take the side of sweet Emma and ask where Carrie is. Megan nods towards the edge of the forest and you see Carrie and Karen stepping out of the shadows of the trees. The two are engrossed in a conversation and only recognize you and Emma when you stand in front of them. Karen greets you and Emma with a hug and of course a spiteful comment and a guess as to why you stayed in bed for so long. Emma looks at you with a smile from the side and confirms her imagination. At least she's so reserved right now and in front of Carrie and doesn't spice up the story with how your cum tastes.

"Well, at least you're awake now," grunts Carrie, trying hard not to show her sorrow.

"What are you talking about?" Emma wants to know and tries to cheer up her friend. In fact, it works so well that the aspiring politician is already taking a breath, but is overtaken by Karen.

"We tell you when you tell us how your morning was," she grins mischievously and Carrie and you have something in common when you roll your eyes.

“You never give up?” laughs Emma. With a sideways glance at her and her cheerful charisma, you are reminded again how lucky you are with this girl. It is not really that big of a surprise when Emma bites her tongue, ponders and finally gives in. "I still had a headache and we couldn't do it," she finally says and let you ask yourself if she wants to **** Karen or Carrie... or both. Or she's really just curious about what the two have discussed and now she doesn't care that everyone knows about the relationship with me. The thought also makes you smile with satisfaction, which Karen notices.

“Ah, I was briefly disappointed. But when I look at your boyfriend I think I know what you've been up to." Emma gets her full attention. "How did it taste?" Now Emma takes a breath but is overtaken by you.

"I am sure completely normal," you say quickly and put your hand over the mouth of Emma. Her warm and moist breath penetrates your fingers as a dull laugh and her hands close around your arm. You are fighting something while you are careful not to apply too much pressure. But according to her behavior, Emma likes to let you dominate her. What a surprise. Then she sticks out her tongue between your fingers to chase you away from fright. But, to their delight, it doesn't work.

"Sorry honey" you laugh while you wrestle with her. "Where my hands were with you, this is no challenge for me." Inaudible babbling is returned to you and Karen laughs loudly when you try to understand Emma.

"I think she like that," she laughs while Carrie prefers to look elsewhere. But then you flinch when Emma bites your hand forcefully. You let out a startled cry and are reminded of the pain you had to endure from the cut of the knife on your hand.

"You little beast" you call out, but let go of Emma. With dilated pupils and a wild smile, she breaks away from you and looks at you happily.

"I wanted to say that I also know your body well," she laughs. You smile, pull her back to you and let your hand smash loudly on her rear. Emma screeches frightened and Karen jumps in surprise, Carrie drives around to you and glares at you. The bookworm screeches in surprise but throws herself against you instead of moving away from you. "I'm sorry honey," she moans and showers you with kisses. "I... am... so... so... sorry..." You grip her a little tighter, grimacing in pain. Of course, your injured hand landed on her bum.

“I take pride in knowing your body better than you know mine. That means I'll take good care of you,” you whisper to Emma while you keep your carnivorous girlfriend at a distance. Then you drop your protection and Emma takes advantage of the opportunity. With a greedy grunt, she lunges at you again and her headache is forgotten as she penetrates your mouth.

"I missed you so much," she whispers in your throat and her hands cling to your body. You have a job to do and you actually wanted to have a clarifying conversation with Carrie, but you can't resist thisgirl either. The fire and lust in her eyes are focused by her glasses and burn into your soul, where they ignite an inferno that can only be quenched by the loud or soft, open or suppressed screams of her orgasms.

"I think we should leave you alone," Carrie says sternly and grabs the hand of the staring Karen. She wants to protest, but is overwhelmed and can be removed from you without much resistance. When Emma realizes that she actually intended to do something other than to have an adventure at the edge of the forest, she presses her hands tightly on your arms and pinches you.

"Ouch" you grumble and withdraw from her. “It's okay. I'm holding back.” Emma looks almost disappointed when she looks at you.

"I want to... I would love to," she confesses. "But we still wanted to talk to Carrie."

“I was planning to” you laugh. “But somehow you always develop a dynamic of your own.” You smile at her.

"I'm sorry I pinched you," murmurs your girlfriend and looks at the red spot on your arm. Josh's cut in one hand, the one of Megan in the other, the bite wound on your neck - Megan too - and now the spot on your arm are evidence of the sacrifices and gains you made during this time.

"It's okay Emma" you assure her and she nods. She still worries about mistreating you. At this point, she is like you, which only brings you closer to her.

"Come on," you mean and this time your hand lands gently on her buttock. You squeeze gently and make her moan. "Let's do what we intended to do."

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"Carrie wait" calls out Emma and comes running towards her friend while you catch up behind her with quick steps. Carrie and Karen were almost on the volleyball net when Emma reached them. From a distance you cannot hear what is being said very well because Emma lowered her voice. But you can tell by the reaction of the girls that your nerdy friend is wasting no time. The head of Carrie snaps so fast that her hair hits Emma in the face and Karen doesn't suppress her chuckle, but at least puts her hands over her mouth. Then you reach the group. The first game is being prepared in the background and you can see Maureen making herself comfortable on one of the deck chairs on the terrace.

"What else?" Of course Carrie is a bit annoyed. It might not be the best idea to almost do it in front of her, and Emma realizes it the same moment as you do.

"I... think I'll play volleyball with the other girls..." says Karen and evaporates like fog in the morning which surprises you. Emma stops and looks at Carrie apologetically. You hold back and watch the two. After all, you are the reason for the tension between them and if Carrie is to listen to her friend it is because of her persuasiveness and not because she thinks she has to help you with Emma.

"I am sorry. We're sorry.” Emma looks at her friend and manages to hug her. Carrie takes a few seconds, but then also raises her arms and wraps them around Emma. You can see her fingers cramp slightly when she gets the smell of your girl in her nose. Then Carrie looks at you over the shoulder and when she notices your understanding look she breaks away from her friend.

"It's okay," she mumbles and polishes her costume. Even her casual clothes look tailor-made. Steely gray with silver aspects on her long-sleeved but thin shirt and wide pants with blue stripes on them. "So, what did you want?" She looks at you two and as always she sees a neutral Finn and a slightly nervous Emma who just notices what she is about to do. “Oh fuck, you're not pregnant?” she asks, almost horrified.

"What? No! That would be…” Emma breaks off and looks at the ground, but she can't help but grin. Then she shakes herself and gets to the point. "No. I wanted to talk to you. So… Finn wanted me to talk to you… well… we both wanted that.” Carrie shifts her attention to you. You look at your girlfriend with compassion. It's kind of cute how she squirms under the questioning gaze and you want to help her, but you know that she has to go through it alone. You gave her your consent, and Emma is grown enough to make her own decisions. And besides, it would look weird if it was you who put Emma on Carrie.

"Okay..." says Carrie and looks back at Emma. “Over at the lake?” She asks but is already moving. You walk past the field, with Emma running next to Carrie and nervously looking over her shoulder again and again, looking for support in your looks and encouraging gestures. Then you arrive at the bench that has been sawn into the tree trunk. A suitable place for the conversation. The two girls sit on the bench and you take Emma in the middle as you sit next to her. Then... nothing happens for a while. You three are staring out at the lake and it takes a lot of effort not to take the lead. Emma and Carrie just look straight ahead, apparently not interested in opening the conversation.

At some point you can no longer hold on to yourself. It is important that the conversation starts with Emma and not you. But you can support the two girls a bit. Their friendship has been affected by the relationship between Emma and you and Carrie have gone to great lengths to help you. You can find the light hand of Emma in the small gap between your thighs, and her fingers immediately tighten around yours when she feels your skin on hers. Gratefully, she quickly looks at you and when the gesture is not enough, you kiss her quickly and gently on the cheek. Then you nod to Carrie, who looks at you and is sure that you will succumb to your cravings in a moment. If you look at Emma and see her nervousness, Carrie might be right. Emma turns around to her friend a little too slowly and finally lets you out of her sight, still holding hands. You lean forward slightly to look at Carrie, who is now fixated on your girlfriend.

“I wanted to apologize,” Emma begins with a lump in her throat. Carrie raises her eyebrows.

"You already have that," she says and looks at you questioningly. In response, you turn your eyes to the lake and help the girls to be among themselves, even though they are not really.

"No. Not for the breakout from now,” mumbles Emma. “Also because of the way I treated you. At this place. The last time."

"Oh," it comes back. "That... doesn't matter."

"Yes it does." Emma is now reviving and that makes you happy. “We are friends. I know how you feel about me Somehow... I've always known."

"Oh."

“I shouldn't have treated you so harshly. I thought you might be mad at Finn.” Carrie looks at you for a moment and you smile at her.

"I... was mad at him", she exhales in misery. "I like you, Emma, you know that." Where Emma finds protection and comfort in your touch, Carrie is alone. Her hands are on her knees and play with the fabric of her pants. Her fingers tighten as she says: “But I had no right to criticize your decision. I can see that you are happy and that makes me happy.” Her fingernails dig into the flesh of her hands. "I'm glad you found someone to be happy with." Your girls hand closes even tighter around yours.

“Thanks, Carrie. And yes, I'm very, very happy with Finn.” Then her hand relaxes again as she realizes that she needn't be afraid of anything. Carrie has got used to your relationship, you love Emma fully and she has the support of her new family and her great love. "But I still treated you badly." Carrie starts to say something but falls silent when Emma puts a finger to her lips. You watch with fascination how Emma handles the situation and feel tremendously proud of your girlfriend. "I'm in a relationship where there is so much love and trust that I know I can share Finn with other women."

"Hmpfyeshmm" Understandable that Carrie is not really enthusiastic about the idea. But Emma is getting closer to it. You're still left out of the conversation.

"I know that's not what you want a relationship to be." She giggles and chuckles softly, making your heart skip a beat because your girlfriend is so cute. “Probably nobody imagines that. But this is the best time of my life so far. I have the happiest moments when I know that I will make him happy. And that I'm in a relationship with Finn is wonderful for me. Even if I share him, that's all I've ever wished for. Since I've known him…“ You hug your girlfriend a little tighter and she looks at you.

"It's not about me darling," you whisper and she gets a little red in the face. Stop praising me and do everything possible to get your friend on a date with you.

"Sorry you two" grunts Emma. "I'm just in love."

“One can see that,” Carrie agrees, gritting her teeth.

"But that I love him, trust him and he trusts me and that I am in a... uh... one-sided open relationship with him also has its advantages." Carrie looks at her friend doubtfully. From your position you can only see half of Carrie and admire the beautiful back of Emma, but her soft voice is so full of anticipation and relief that you don't need to see her expression. "Look Carrie: In any other relationship, I'd have to take my boyfriend's side. Because I love him, but also because society would ask me to. Now I can say, fuck society.” The eyes of Carrie widen.

"Emma..." You and Emma giggle. Yes, you really woke something up in this little elf. Hmm...

"I just mean..." Her voice is so delicate and yet so proud. It touches your heart. “I'm telling you that I love Finn. And because we built this relationship on the trust that I belong to him and only him, maybe I can... well... then maybe I can do more to apologize to you and show you that I am not want to lose you more than normal and boring girls could do."

"I don't understand." How should she? It doesn't happen every day that a boyfriend sends his girlfriend to another girl. Emma giggles again and now you see the same feelings on the face od Carrie as they are on yours. You are not jealous, you know that Emma will be loyal to you and will share with you everything that she experiences.

"Maybe I can help you, be there for you, show you that I value you as a friend." Emma puts her free hand on the on of Carrie, who is now seeing the light and that doesn't lead to anything good. She jumps up and tears herself away from Emma. You stay calm, expected such a reaction. But Emma looks disturbed.

"Does that mean Finn lends his sex toy to me when he's in another girl? Emma, you are better than that.” Carrie looks angry at her friend. “I'm fucking love you! This is not about sex but…” She realizes that she is speaking too loudly and lowers her voice. The last thing everyone wants now is for the rest of the group to know about Carrie and her likings. Emma looks at Carrie sadly and in shock. She doesn't know what to do and seeks help from you. Now you can step in.

"No," you say calmly. “That means that Emma likes you and doesn't want you to be sad about her decision. Through her love for me, she is able to stay close to you and to be there for you, to spend time with you. I trust Emma and will not forbid her to spend time with a girl that loves her the way as I do.” You get stricter and Emma and Carrie both get smaller to the same extent under your harsh words. It is uncomfortable for one, extremely arousing for the other. “Because Emma and I love each other in this way, we can afford not to break our old connections. I'm still friends with my sisters and Emma is allowed to do the same to you. What your friend is offering you right now should be seen as an opportunity to be content and happy to a point that you would not be able to achieve without my relationship with Emma. If I were only with her, there would be no question that Emma would hang out with you. But since we trust each other so much through the nature of our relationship, I can happily leave her with you because I know that she is faithful.” You lean forward and look Carrie in the eye. “That means you can go as far as Emma will allow. I trust her and when she shows you a point where the end is, I trust that you will respect her enough that you stick to her rules.” Then you lean back and look out over the lake. The sun is reflected in the calm water and blinds you. Cheerful calls ring out from the playing field and Emma grabs your hand tighter again. Her thumb brushes over your skin and makes you shiver. A stark contrast to the wild and loving behavior prior. You love her for that and so many other things.

"Thank you", Emma whispers to you and kisses your hand. Then she turns back to Carrie, who is also looking quietly at the lake. "Please sit down again," she says and when the proud Carrie obeys her request, you know how the conversation will end.

“What does that mean?” Carrie wants to know.

“That means I would like to do something with you. Finn and I found a nice restaurant at our D… uh, first meeting.” She smiles first at you, then at Carrie. “Maybe we can eat something there? Spending time alone. And talk about ourselves and our past and future? What do you think of that?” Carrie looks up and only then notices Emma is looking at you. You look at her apologetically and then answer the question your friend asked you and not Carrie.

“Betty will definitely be surprised. Or be happy that you shot me down so quickly."

"Maybe I should tell her what has happened since we last met." Emma laughs and you laugh with her.

“She would kill me. Is that what you want?” Emma claps her hands over her mouth, but she can't stop laughing. You can see immediately that it is good for her to have alleviated her guilty conscience.

"If that's the case," says Carrie, "I'll be there too." Her smile is shy, but she looks at Emma out of the corner of her eye. You nod your head contentedly and after Emma laughed at herself, the mood isn't quite so depressed.

"Why are you doing this?" Carrie asks anyway. This is still new to her and you only can trust Emma to be on her side. But that's enough for you.

"Because I love Emma and I know that she likes you and wants to see you happy." Again you get a little more serious but this time only Carrie looks at the ground while Emma lights you up as if you are the sun in her life. “I trust my girls and I've talked to Emma. She goes as far as she wants to go. She has no secrets from me. You have to be clear about that. If you agree with that, then I trust you to the extent that I will leave Emma alone with you."

"Pretty possessive, isn't it?" You can't do anything with the tone of the question and Carrie is now hiding her feelings again as before. But the cards are still open on the table. "She is my girlfriend. I want to protect her. Okay, this may be old-fashioned, but if you go against the concept of role allocation, I don't think you will have a good relationship. I trust Emma and know that she will go her own way. I will help her. Our roles are clear and we know how to fill them. Please respect that. We are happy with the places we occupied in the hearts of the other.” You have a long exchange of looks with Carrie, then she nods.

"Okay." That satisfies you.

“I know what it feels like to be afraid of losing Emma. I don’t allow anyone this feeling. I like you, Carrie. We usually get along well. I don't want to drive you two apart. And I think Emma will be happy if you give her the chance to keep your friendship alive."

"I want this," Emma says quietly and to Carrie. "I want us to understand each other again and that nothing stands between us."

"And I support Emma in this" you make your point of view clear. Still, Carrie hesitates. You see how it works behind her forehead. She stared stubbornly at the lake and the reflected light is displayed in her eyes. Her jaw muscles are working and her eyebrows twitch slightly as she handles the situation. The grip on your hand increases again, getting tighter with every second that Carrie lets by. You wish Emma that her friend makes the right decision. The alternative would be to keep Carrie away from her. Your girlfriend knows that, would support you. But you both don't want that. It's up to Carrie now and that scares Emma.

“Okay.” She comes to a decision, breathes out slowly and looks at Emma. "Okay." She nods. "I want you to be fine." Again their eyes wander to you. "And I know what will happen if I stand in your way." You look at her blankly. There's no nice way to paraphrase that. But if Carrie tried to harm Emma, it would be clear whose side you and Emma would be on. Carrie knows that. Then she makes a change that will benefit her very much on Capitol Hill and gives you her most beautiful smile. "So, honey? What's your plan.” Emma beams with joy and ends up in the other girl's arms. You too feel good, it's the best outcome you could wish for. Emma cheers and screeches into her friend's ear while you get up and give the two a little space. It is a strange feeling to see the two of them and you realize that you are already a little worried. Not because of Emma, but about Emma. You wish her plan worked out as well as yours. The only difference is that Carrie is not used to moving in your world. Emma does all of this for you too because she knows that you couldn't bear to see her sad. And you're doing this for Emma because you want to make her happy. What you have in common is the desire to make each other happy and that rules out cheating. Hence your trust in Emma, and if it were any other girl besides Carrie, you would have no idea how far you would go. You trust in her strength and the agility she has shown so far. But most of all, you trust the same conditions that Carrie does not want to hurt Emma.

Smiling satisfied, you leave the two girls alone. You turn to the house, feeling like you did something right. But there is also the worry of losing something. You feel a hand on yours and get spun around before you can react. A few soft, strawberry-tasting lips press against yours and a tongue penetrates your mouth. Kissing Emma is always something special and this time too she makes your world spin around when she attacks you and doesn't let you go. Then she puts her forehead on yours and her hands on your chest.

“I only belong to you, Finn. Forever.” And with that, all bad feelings and worries disappear and all that remains is the certainty that you have the right person as a Love.

“I know Emma. I have no doubt about that. And I just want your happiness."

"I love you." You look deep into the eyes and half of the face in front of you is covered by light, the other half by your hand. Smiling, you adjust her glasses and tap her nose. With that, Emma Jackson turns and walks towards Carrie.

“Emma?” You call to her. She turns around again. "What do you think of me calling you my little elf?" The girl thinks about it for a moment, bows her head and after a short while looks at you happily. Then she curtsies in front of you and turns on one leg. She blows you a kiss and turns to Carrie without saying a word. She doesn't see you catch the kiss and hold it in your hand. Behind you, the ball wanders over the net and cheering calls can be heard from both teams. Otherwise, you are always the center of the action, but right now you stand alone on the lawn and watch Emma, your elf, put an arm around Carrie and disappear with her on the same path into the forest as you did Denise earlier. You look down on your closed fist that holds the token of love and the bond to Emma.

You have no doubt that the rest of your life with her and all the other girls will be the same as it is today, and you cannot imagine that you will ever get tired of the feeling of being surrounded by happy and in love girls. You are now letting go of one of them and the kiss in your hand shows you that you will never be apart. You take a deep breath, smell the grass and the water and feel the warmth in your hand. Maybe you are just imagining it or it is your own body heat, but in your world, it is thw love of Emma that you hold in your hands and make sure it grows and flourishes. You did the right thing. You raise your hand and place it over your heart. Yes, you can literally feel how her love penetrates you and fills you. Then the two girls disappear behind the trees.

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Of course you don't have a long time alone and the sweaty body of Megan on yours reminds you that you will have many more wonderful experiences.

"Well, Biggie" she gasps and presses her breasts against your back on full purpose. In her tight sportswear she not only looks fantastic but also brings her team to victory.

“How are the points?” you ask, running a hand over her breast. Everyone can see it.

"How's it going?" asks your sister, grinning nastily. "You weren't there to divide the teams fairly and Millie really wanted to be on a team with her friends." You look at the field and see Rachel standing next to you, who is just as sweaty and strained. The other side of the field is sheer chaos with Denise, the sisters and Millie looking disastrous but still having fun.

"Help us Finn" begs Susan but you just shake your head. You point to the other side of the field to the terrace on which Maureen has just lay down.

"That's a good idea" you mean and feel the desire to lie down and just enjoy the sun. The girls grumble and beg, but Millie gets them back on line and cheers them on.

"Let's finish the old witches," she calls, making you and all of your other sisters look at her in amazement. Even Maureen lifts the book from her face, which she wears as a sun visor. "Sorry," Millie grins and scratches her feet in the hot sand. But Megan just shrugs. You watch with satisfaction as she picks up the ball and prepares to serve. The time when the sisters quarreled about something like that ended the second you got together with them.

"We'll see little piggie" shouts Megan and thunders the ball at Claire, who shrieks into a column and lets the ball pop into the sand. Laughter on both sides of the web makes you turn to face the house. It's good to see the world shaping up around you without your help. As you sit down on a lounger next to Maureen, you notice the tiredness in your bones. As you pay closer attention to your body you notice that it is not tiredness, but simply the desire to step aside and let things take their course. You watch Denise as she courageously throws herself into the trajectory of the ball and carries it in a high arc over the net. It's easy to get to from Rachel, but Megan messes up and the ball lands in the net. Denise and Millie hug each other, jumping up and down in delight as the McKinleys watch them. Megan replies something about winning the point, but you can no longer see the gesture she is throwing at them. You close your eyes and take a long breath. Somewhere in one of the isolated trees a bird is chirping and accompanies your big sister with its melody when you get up. You are not looking, you are sure that Maureen has now come far enough to move on her own, but when you feel a body at your side, you open your eyes.

"Better now than if I woke you up," she grins with her inimitable charm, which makes it seem like she isn't really sorry.

"I didn't want to sleep either," you say and sit up a little more upright. Maureen puts one of her hands on your chest and pushes you back down.

"But I do," she says and starts to place her body next to yours. You have to slide around a bit but the head and her long hair on your chest show you that you made it. You could never mind feeling Maureen on you, so you put your arm around her. "Those beasts really stressed me out." She mumbles but then takes the sting of her words with a quiet giggle. "How they still have the strength to play is a mystery to me." She lolls with relish next to you, wraps one leg around you and changes her position until she is comfortable. "Somehow I feel old." A hoarse laugh that you like to go into.

"Yes, I feel the same way sometimes." You listen to the sounds from the playing field. Apparently the team of Rachel scored again, but you only hear friendly calls. "But it's kind of a nice feeling too, isn't it?" The hand on your chest moves slightly.

“For you maybe. They all love you. I love you. It just makes me look old."

"Maybe more like noble?"

"Old." You both giggle.

"Okay, okay. Old battleship.” The hand on your chest rises and falls limp on you. A deserved slap in the face, more or less. In response, you lean your head to one side and lick your girlfriend and sister's cheek. Maureen growls and twitches under you.

"Yes, okay." She gives up peace. "Let me sleep." Then she curls up next to you and snuggles up against you. Just the feeling of a loved one by your side makes you feel invincible. But the situation is almost magical too. You don't know how you deserve to be able to move around so freely in the group of girls, to be so 'friends' with so many and still be accepted. It's just good to sit back, not to work once and know that when you get up and spend time with one of your other loved ones, everything will still be the same.