In the great room…

“So what now?” Jessica asked, leaning back on the loveseat.

“Yeah, said Melissa, sitting at the blonde girl’s feet. “Are we going to have that three-way or what?”

On the recliner, Mary frowned over her book.

“Just what did you intend in this three-way of yours?” I asked, sipping water from a plastic bottle.

“Well, I thought you could eat one of us out, while, well,” Melissa trailed off. “But you won’t do that.”

“And you don’t want to pursue any other arrangements?”

“Well,” she said, shifting uncomfortably. “No. I don’t want to, er, you know with a man or, or a woman.”

“That’s not exactly a three-way,” Jessica said. “Everyone does something for everyone.”

“I know,” Melissa said, her shoulders slumping. “I just don’t like giving head. I’ve only done it once before and his dick stank and tasted nasty.”

“I wouldn’t mind,” the blonde-haired girl said. “I’ve only gone down on a few of my boyfriends over the years, after they earned it, and, luckily, they washed themselves.”

“Then we could still have a three-way!” the titian-haired beauty brightened.

“Ooh,” Jessica shivered delightfully. “I can’t wait to feel your tongue again. It’ll be better than the first time.”

“But I’m not –” Melissa protested.

“You did it before, remember?” the shortest girl said, arching an eyebrow. “Oh, yeah, neither of us did. Victor told us we were under the influence when it happened.”

“I don’t know,” the bosomy girl said worriedly. “I don’t want to be a, a lesbian.”

“What’s wrong with being a lesbian?” I asked. “There’s nothing wrong with them as far as I can tell. Many of my friends are gay.”

“It’s just…”

“Just what?”

“I’ve never done anything like that before,” Melissa said. “That I actually recall, of course.”

“Then why not try again?”

“And forget about it again?” she said, shocked. “I don’t want to ever forget something like that! I deserve to know if I liked it or not. Or if I was bad or not. There are some memories you don’t want to lose.”

“Then why not leave yourself a note?” I suggested. Mary’s eyes began to gleam.

“C’mon, Mel,” Jessica urged. “It’ll be fun.”

“Here?” her eyes popped. “In, in front of everyone?”

“My room’s available,” I offered. “I unlocked it after I thought everyone had left.”

“Is there room for three?” Katie asked. Mary frowned at the dark-haired girl. “Hey, if Victor’s not going to fuck me, I’ll have what sex I can get, and who else better than with my friends?”

“It’s a full-size,” I grinned. “And all yours if y’all want it.”

“Let’s go,” Melissa grinned excitedly, standing up.

“My room’s on the third floor.” I watched them head up the stairs giggling and then looked at Mary, her attention back on her book.

“Looks like it’s just you and me now.”

Mary grunted behind her book.

“Would you like some water?”

“No.”

“How about some wine? I have some Arbor Mist in the fridge.”

“No thanks.”

“Can I get you something?” I pressed.

“No.”

“Are you just going to sit there reading all night?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want to talk at all?”

“No,” she turned a page.

This isn’t fair, I thought. I’m alone with a beautiful woman and she doesn’t even want to talk with me. This is going to require some finesse.