Joy

"Thank you for helping make my 21st birthday the greatest," you say.

"I've been thinking a lot about my future... what I want to do with it and how I can help all of you reach a better future as well.

"And I've decided to turn over full-time management of the streaming business to Tanya. I'll continue as an investor and silent partner but it's Tanya's show now. It's really always been... I've just been..."

"An inspiration," Tanya said. There were tears in her eyes even though you'd spent a good part of the past few months planning this with her.

"The prime stud," Amy adds.

"My beautiful brother," Karen agrees.

"Fine. I did scheduling and I talked a lot of girls into doing things they were afraid to admit they wanted to do. I'm not going to downplay my role in making this a success... but that was mostly at the beginning. I feel like I'm resting on my laurels here. It's become a big business and the stuff I was needed for has gone on automatic pilot."

"We still need your dick," Lisa shouts.

You laugh. "We have plenty of up-and-coming dicks, no pun intended, and I'll be willing to make a guest appearance whenever Tanya wants to schedule me."

"You're my go-to-guy when it comes to cherry-popping."

"For now," you say. "But I'm not a high school kid any more. A few more years and you'll want to replace me."

She walks over and kisses you hard. "I'll never replace you, darling."

"And I'll never replace you. But High School Hotties need to be... well, high school. And thirty-year-old guy popping eighteen year-old cherries is deviant."

"Deviant or not, since we launched High School Hotties, we've got twice as many girls keeping their virginity until they turn eighteen because they want to be cherry-popped by you."

Knowing that you'd popped the entire Peninsula senior class the preceding year definitely gave you a sense of accomplishment. Had they really held out because they wanted you to be first... or just because they could pay for a semester's tuition on what they made losing it?

"Anyway, I've been accepted into the UCLA school of entrepreneurship," you say. "I've bought a house in Santa Monica... and all of you are invited whenever you want, especially on weekends since I'll be in classes or working projects during the week. Ms. Chadra has agreed to tutor me in the math I'll need so that's a help. And... well, I've asked Karen and my mom to stay with me. I've bought tickets from Stanford to LAX every weekend for Pam and Cindi, and since Amy and Lisa are going to UCLA, they can stay with us, too, if they want."

"Am I still your girlfriend?" Cindi asks.

"You'll always be my girlfriend. My first girlfriend."

"What about me?" Wendy demands.

"Harvard is a bit of a long weekend trip but you can spend spring break with us if you want."

"I could drop out of Harvard. Bill Gates did and..."

You laugh. "Your mom hates me enough already."

"Because you helped me get into Harvard. Don't you know that they're a hotbed of the liberal conspiracy."

"Right."

"Anyway, like I said, you're all welcome any time. And if you want to know if there will still be lovemaking, the answer is, nothing could make me happier. I'm not going to settle down with one woman... {if **** = false} I'm not a monk {else}not even my sister{endif}, but don't feel like it's obligatory. You're my friends."

"I think we all want to fuck you forever," Natasha said. "If I transfer to UCLA, can I live with you?"

"Of course," you say. "We'd be honored."

"I'll be there most weekends," Tanya promised. "And remember, you promised I can schedule you when I need you."

"I'll be there for you when you need me or even want me," you promise.