Rebecca

You feel that you shouldn't be surprised when Rebecca arrives to talk to you. She had an ego large enough to outweigh a planet, so it made sense she would consider herself your favorite.

"About time she came," Rebecca teased. "Crystal's detentions are getting worse."

"Yeah, she's really getting pissed about this whole polygamy thing we have going," you agree. "I still don't see how you're going to get her off our backs."

Rebecca gives a sinister smile; the kind that made her look conniving and sexy at the same time. "I'm hosting a giant party at my mansion. Mom and Dad are out, the place is stocked with treats and booze, and everyone's invited."

You're a little confused. "You invited the whole grade?"

"No, I invited..." Rebecca thinks for a moment. "I guess you could call them our 'family,' right?"

You're in utter shock she pulled this off. "You invited everyone? Alena? Zoe? Selena? Some of the girls I've slept with are in the faculty!"

Rebecca shrugs. "Hey, all I had to do was say you'd be there. Guess they all really do have the hots for you."

"Okay, but how does this fix our problem with Crystal?" You ask.

"Oh, I told her we were hosting tryouts for the cheerleaders and she could help us with the dress code," Rebecca says. "She fell for that one hook, line, and sinker."

"That doesn't answer my question," you say. "And your parties have always been the exact opposite of what Crystal is into. Last time you had a party to celebrate getting a car from your parents."

"So?" Rebecca asks. "Rich kids do that all the time."

"Yeah," you agree, "but it ended with several rounds of strip poker, naked Twister, skinny dipping in your pool, and a house-wide orgy! Everyone's clothes were wrecked, and we had to streak back home!"

Rebecca takes a step forward and looks into your eyes with genuine sincerity. "Sam, babe, don't you trust me?"

You feel your heart melt at her soft voice as her hand rests on your chest. "Of course, I trust you, Rebecca."

"Then show up at my place on Friday at 6:00," she says. "And bring a swimsuit."

She gives you a soft kiss on your lips. You happily return the kiss as she moans in pleasure. Rebecca pulls away and whispers, "Or don't. I don't care either way."

Rebecca brushes past you and walks away with a happy sway in her hips. Even as you stare at her ass, you can't help but feel a little apprehensive at her plan.

Especially if everyone in your harem is involved.