The Bechdel test

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Chapter 75

Grand Army Plaza behind me, I wait for the day to really begin. College was surprisingly quiet, and I had expected a lot more action, especially since I unexpectedly found a few points from Sage and Sofia on the MCD this morning. But Sage skipped all her classes again, and Sofia was practically glued to Ryan today. That helped me, and even though I'd like to get to know that sweet little bundle of energy Sofia better, I have time for that later. Lisa, on the other hand, seemed rather reserved all day. Of course, she caught a few glances with her revealing schoolgirl outfir outfit, which she often wears here.

But now she has a boyfriend she can cling to and forget about the world. So far, I haven't managed to get her to reveal the reason for her hesitancy, but I can guess, and when she waved goodbye with a hasty wave, I hardly missed the goodbye kiss.

Volleyball was even more uneventful. Lynn and Rania were conspicuously absent today, and only Sonya and Candice showed up obediently, apparently anticipating further humiliation. Candice even seemed almost disappointed that I wouldn't be humiliating her again. Yesterday's bitch slap and her near orgasm was a little unsettling even for me, a sign that I can definitely push her further than I previously thought. But whether I should continue treating her like this is very low on my agenda, and after hastily changing after class, I couldn't help but chuckle at the MCD.

'You weren't expecting anything special for our "date" big brother, were you?' Rose had asked me. She's really clever, but she can't fool me. The smile on her face told me everything I needed to know about her racing heart at the thought of a date with her big brother.

'That's just fine for a bratty girl like you. ;)' God, how relaxing it is to be able to treat Rose like this.

"No pressure, buddy," I remind myself while I wait for the love of my life. "It's just a date. What can happen? No pressure... No... pressure..." But there is pressure. Because I love Rose, and in this city, millions of inhabitants or not, there's always a chance that someone will see us and recognize us as siblings. A regrettable disadvantage for her, since, for me, she looks drop-dead stunning in this simple blue sweater. God how I want to rip this sweater of her and...

But not today. This is our first date as lovers and I want to give her a great day. It's not about me today but for all for her. No romantic dinner, that's coming later.

But a day at the Central Park Zoo.

One of my favorite places in this city. I've been here twice in all the years I've lived here, but from now on, with the money from the volleyball girls, I can afford more.

Like taking my sister on a date… without pressure… But maybe it's not the pressure of going on a date with my sister.

Ding

Speaking of pressure.

'Hey. On my way. There in a couple of minutes. What do you think of my fit?'

Maybe it's the pressure of going on a date with two drop-dead gorgeous girls.

Because that's why Lisa left college so quickly. To change for me. And that's why I'm so nervous.

Because I don't just love one girl, and I'm not just loved by one girl.

And today is our first date together.

The three of us.

"Hey." Lisa's shy wave makes all my nervousness vanish. Four… No, six men turn to look at the girl in her skimpy pink outfit who could melt the asphalt of New York with her smoking hot body. But she doesn't seem to notice at all as she approaches me, a warm smile spreading across her lips. "God, I'm so nervous," she giggles as she almost stands before me, running her hand through her blonde hair. "I wanted to look perfect for you, and hmph..." I can't help but kiss her. Gently. Carefully. With love. Kissing Lisa is delicate and delicious, and she melts into my touch like the perfect girlfriend she is.

"I missed you," I whispered to her as the city noise enveloped us.

"I missed you too," she confessed, smiling so innocently. She stroked my arms as I took a step back.

"You look incredible," I exclaim, appealing to the girl in her. "That picture doesn't do you justice."

"I'm still practicing," she beams at me. "But thank you." She runs her fingers through her hair again. So sweet. "I wasn't sure if it was appropriate, but... well..."

"You like dressing like this," I say, stroking her cheek. As friends, we were already so comfortable with each other, but as lovers, we are both still a little nervous. She, naturally, a fair amount more than me, which gives me the opportunity to take the lead. "That's what I wanted. I'm happy when you come out of your shell." My words were accompanied by my body pressing itself against hers again.

“For you,” she says, then we kiss again.

“Wow,” comes a sound from behind us, almost disappointed. Rose is here. “Now I feel underdressed.” Lisa pulls away from me, but I hold her close with a gentle grip. Rose and I have already talked at length about life in a polyamorous relationship. For Lisa, it’s all still new. But I want to show her that she can stay close to me despite Rose, or perhaps even because of Rose. My sister follows suit and approaches us, hands on her hips. “I bet she sent you a picture,” she teases, and I feel Lisa tighten her grip on my hand. “You really could have warned me. Next to this angel, I look like the homeless dude who blocked my way on the subway.” Lisa looks at me questioningly, but I reach out my free hand and gently touch Rose’s arm.

“I like your outfit,” I say, stroking her sweater. We can't afford any more contact. A quick touch and a look into her eyes. "At least you showered."

"Fuck off, you wanker," she laughs and tries to slap my hand away. "I still look like a queen next to you." Then she turns to Lisa. "Does he treat you this rudely, too?"

"I... No..." My other girlfriend isn't quite sure how to handle the situation, but that doesn't deter Rose. She takes Lisa's hand in a friendly way.

"And what do you think of the location?" She nods dismissively toward Central Park. "No fancy restaurant. No carriage ride through the park. The zoo? You know he's only doing that because he wants to see the seals?"

"Hey!" I interrupt my sister. "That's true... only partly." We agreed not to pretend with Lisa, and it was Rose who said my e-girlfriend would eventually thaw out.

"That's good," she murmurs finally, looking at me questioningly. I smile at her. And she smiles back. "I like it when he's happy."

"You see?" I turn back to Rose, who hides her triumphant gaze from Lisa. "At least one of my girlfriends thinks about me." It's so liberating to be able to talk like this. Not just for me.

"I think about you all the time too, boyfriend," Rose says quietly. Then a little louder: "But not about those seals." She rolls her eyes dramatically. "Then let's go to our date." Date in big, heave quotation marks, accompanied by a big winking grin.

"Wow... Amazing... look how fast they are... and so elegant..."

It's not just seals. I'm fascinated by marine animals in general. Sharks, seals, rays, whales, dolphins. I could watch them for hours.

I could.

Not my girls.

And yet…

“Wow. Look at them over there!” You might think it was Lisa displaying this fascination. She certainly would, if she weren't currently clinging to my arm, quietly and contentedly observing the animals that are the heart of the small but expensive New York Zoo. No. It's Rose. Rose Lynchwood seizes the opportunity and shakes my other arm while pointing at the seals, excitedly standing on her tiptoes. She wears those Vans sneakers I go mad about so hot I find them, and I know she does it on purpose.

Perhaps it's because Lisa supports me so much that Rose shows such interest in my hobbies. A little rivalry between sharing girlfriends, so to speak. Or perhaps Rose is using the seals—and thus my hobby—as a way to be close to me. None of this seems to bother Lisa, Rose seems happy, and I'm getting both experiences at once.

Cuddly shy and bubbly wild.

"What kind of seals are those, Finn?" Lisa asks me in a low voice that doesn't match her flamboyant outfit at all.

"I think they're harbor seals," I muse, trying to remember without glancing at the sign hanging some distance away.

"Wow," Rose chimes in. "You know so much about these animals."

"Did you know they secrete an oily film that gets mixed into their fur and keeps water off their skin?" I ask my sister.

"Like you do when you haven't showered for a week?" Her cheeks are flushed with delight.

"Hey! That was just once, and only because Mom banned me from showering."

"I'm so glad you're getting along better with your family now," Lisa interjects. Okay. The two of them are really competing. Damn. That wasn't the plan.

But it's obvious. At least—and this surprises me immensely—from Lisa's side. Shy and sweet, she stands next to me, gazing at me lovingly. But I see the worried undertone in her eyes and hear it in her voice. I've known this young woman for a long time now and I know how anger manifests itself with her. Not even Lakota managed to make her like this.

Oh God, please let it not be jealousy, I think to myself, and a queasy feeling creeps into my stomach. Not because I'm sure the MCD has some kind of filter for that. With so many women, there has to be one who doesn't want to share me. But mainly because I don't know what I would do if Lisa made me choose between her and Rose.

But no. I know Lisa, and she's not like that. She knows I only want what's best for her and would never put me in such a position. That means there's only one thing left…

"Rose."

"Yeah, bro?" She looks at me. You felt it too, right?

I love it. So much rivalry in our past, and yet we can communicate without words. The MCD cleared the path of all the mess that was preventing our connection. I nod and take her hand as I put my arm around Lisa's shoulder.

This gesture of tenderness and closeness is nothing Rose would find difficult. It must hurt her not being able to be close to me, but she's accomplished something not many wounded women manage. She's taken away her pain and actually healed. Through me. And she doesn't project anything onto Lisa or me. Neither jealousy nor anger about her difficult situation. She stands beside me, unable to touch me the way she wants to, yet supporting me to the best of her ability.

"Oh, look," she says finally, gently nudging me in the side and pointing to a large sign. "Feeding starts in a few minutes." I give her a sly look.

"I planned it. It's always cool to see the zookeepers feeding the animals."

“Oh, great,” Rose moans artificially. “Cold, smelly fish that’s fed to oily-haired seals. Just what I want, since I’m so hungry.” I try to read the look on her face, then she leans forward, hands clasped behind her back, loose blue sweatshirt draped over her body, hair falling lightly across her beautiful face, and talks past me to Lisa. “You’re hungry too, right?” Lisa looks at me, but then nods.

“I don’t mind waiting for Finn.” She’s so loyal. It’s really hard for me to let her go. But Rose’s plan is important, and I have to respect her for trying to get along with my other girlfriend. Lisa, on the other hand, doesn’t seem to see it that way and would rather stay with me.

“The fish really do smell a bit,” I lie. I know my sweet e-girl angel won’t leave me, but I want a real life with Lisa and Rose, not just a living porn flic. Letting Rose talk to her is the best idea so far.

“Yeah? Well…”

“Cool.” Rose’s spontaneous nature has always worked for me, I like the freedom she exudes. But here I’m a little torn, seeing Lisa looking at me questioningly while Rose is already pulling at her arm. “Come on,” she says. “Everyone will want to see the seals, and we can reserve a spot for your boyfriend where he can kiss you as often as he likes.” That does the trick, and after an encouraging smile from me, Lisa lets go of me and lets Rose pull her through the zoo.

So all I get is the seals, and when the three keepers arrive with buckets of fish, I realize that it doesn’t smell so bad after all…

And that I’m not nearly as nervous as I should be.

After all, it's Lisa and Rose I'm thinking about here.

"Well shit," I mutter as I pull Lisa through the zoo. "I haven't been here as often as Finn," I admit, looking for the diner.

"He's only been here twice," she says quietly behind me. "Whenever he wanted to get away from his family." That makes me turn to look at the girl.

I know she just indirectly attacked me, and I can even remember the time Finn ran away from me into the zoo. I even told Tammy about him back then so she'd leave me alone for the day. God, that fight with Mom was epic... back then. Now I'm ashamed that I was happy about an evening when my family left me alone.

That's all over now. But Lisa's right. I know for sure that I would have reacted violently to an attack like hers back then. I would have thought she was weak.

But my relationship with Finn changed that. Since him, I've become calmer. More peaceful. And fuck, she's right.

"We really did make his life hell sometimes," I admit, pausing. "Heh. This is the first time I've admitted that to anyone but him." Lisa, a step behind me, so overdressed I must look like a homeless person, looks at me with those deep eyes Finn had grown so fond of. "I'm glad he could always count on you. God knows that wasn't the case with me." Lisa blinks. Yes. I know you don't particularly like me. I can understand that.

"He still spoke well of you," she says in an even quieter voice, looking around sheepishly. "Sometimes." Then she points to a short garden with pillars. "I think it's in that direction. Finn once said he'd like to eat here if he could afford it." I nod. I'm glad he could always count on you.

"Show me the way." And I step behind her. "I'll follow you."

"Oh shit," I moan, and Lisa giggles for the first time in my presence. "No wonder he didn't eat here at those prices."

"Maybe he's eating cold, stinky fish with the seals right now," she muses, her cheeks flushed. "That would certainly be cheaper."

"But we don't need that," I say, pulling a few bills from my pocket that I'd taken from Jasmine. I don't mention that all the family money now belongs to my big brother. I have no idea how far he's already initiated Lisa into his growing realm of sex and, above all, love, but I don't want to do any more damage than I've already done. So I wave the money around. "I'm sure he wants his girlfriends to eat better than Harbor Seals. Or do you already learned the tricks he taught you?"

And then I actually do something I've only dared to do with Finn so far. I clap my hands and squeal like a seal. At least, I hope that's what it sounds like. Either way, it makes several people turn around and makes Lisa laugh. That's good, but I can also see that she doesn't find the stares bothersome. Finn tried to explain her path to me, but I probably know better than he does what an e-girl is, since I've been trying to copy that look with my makeup for years, the look Lisa presents so naturally, as if she's done nothing else her whole life. Together, we get in line and order overpriced food.

"And two more sandwiches," I say. "For your boyfriend," I finally explain to Lisa. "He has a really healthy appetite at the moment." Oh boy, you don't know anything about his latest "gimmick," right? You've got a miiiiighty surprise coming, girl. "He needs the calories." Finally, we sit down at a slightly more secluded table by a large window overlooking the zoo.

"I have to say, Lisa," I begin, gesturing to her. "Your outfit is truly breathtaking. No wonder Finn finds you so attractive."

"Thank you," says the girl who I know isn't used to such praise.

"Hey," I say, grabbing her hands over the table. A friendly but intimate gesture. "Finn is certainly better at complimenting you, but I want to try, and I hope you can trust me." Then I smile at her, and Lisa looks at me with that look I recognize as a woman. Normally, we assess our rivals like that, and I've certainly looked at quite a few women that way in my life. But this time it's different. "Do you see that?" I ask, holding my fingers at the corners of my mouth. "That's my smile when I want to befriend someone."

“Okay,” the girl says, and then nothing more. For a while, we don’t look into each other’s eyes, and she even pulls her hands slightly away from mine. Not completely off the table, but there’s about a matchbox’s width of space between our fingertips.

“Oh boy,” I moan. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to sound annoyed,” I apologize immediately. “It’s just that I envy Finn’s ability to connect with such peaceful people as you. I’m not that good at it. I’m really coming across as **** here, but I understand that you and, well, our boyfriend, that you and Finn have spent a lot more time together.” Apologetically, and a little frustrated with myself, I shrug.

“Well…” Lisa shrugs too. A gesture of helplessness on both sides. And something that brings us together. “I appreciate what you’re trying to do here. And… well… I’m grateful for it.” And her fingers close around mine. “I want Finn to be proud of both of us, too.” Somehow, that's a relief. “It’s just… well…” She shrugs, turns her head slightly, and glances to the side. Really sweet. Damn it brother, I understand you.

“But you don’t trust me.” Lisa jumps at my words, but I quickly calm her down. “I can understand that! Don’t worry. Fuck. You have every right to.” And this time, there’s no hesitation when we talk about our Finn.

“I was there. The whole time. He suffered so much.”

“I know,” I say, realizing how quickly I’m letting the words tumble out of my mouth. “And if Finn were sitting here now, he’d be defending me.” Lisa smiles weakly.

“He always wants to be there for everyone. That’s what I like about him.” I nod.

“But that’s why I wanted to talk to you alone, you know? So I could tell you that sometimes I really didn’t have a choice, yeah. But often enough, I did.” And I feel that familiar, formerly dreaded, now just slightly embarrassing pressure building up behind my eyes. “Often enough, I could have stood by him.” And then I forget my plan and just talk as Rose Lynchwood. “I was a real bitch to him. I was so scared in life. Of life. Of my family. But fuck. My brother never gave up on me, no matter how much pain I caused him. And fuck, I don’t know why.” I grip Lisa tighter. “But now he’s my boyfriend, and I can finally be the woman he deserves, you know? His best buddy. I don’t really deserve more than that. But he makes more of me, you know? I don’t know why I deserve it, but every day when I see him, he shows me that I’m worthy of being loved. That… Fuck, that’s the best gift he can give me.” Pause. Those words came out of me way too fast, and if Finn were here, he would have already taken me in his arms and comforted me. But it’s similar with Lisa. “I know you must be having similar thoughts. Even if you weren’t that messed up with him, I can see how attached you are.” Now it’s time for Lisa to pour her heart out to a stranger.

“I thought I’d blown my chance when we became friends,” she confesses. “How could anyone love such a shy girl? He’s a fighter,” she says quietly, but with such conviction in that soft, reserved voice that it sends shivers down my spine. “He must be. But he never forgot how to care. And you’re right. He never gave up on me either. No matter how much time I asked of him, he always gave it to me. And… well… Sometimes I feel like I haven’t given him anything in return. I think they call it friendzone and I was always ashamed of myself, friend-zoning a boy I was in love with. So dumb, taking away something from him that I always wanted.” Lisa flinches slightly at these words, as if something just occurred to her in that moment. “I haven’t told anyone that yet.” Her lovely eyes rest on me, then on our clasped hands. Finn, you lucky bastard. “Is that a good sign?”

“Well, not if we’re looking at the Bechdel test,” I smirk, but Lisa, so pure and innocent, looks at me questioningly.

“What’s the Bechdel test?” I laugh, relieved.

“A good sign that you don’t know. Finn would certainly be worried about you. Well. Basically, all we’re doing right now is talking about a man. Instead, two women should talk about other things than just, well, him right now.” I shrug. “But to be honest, I like talking about my boyfriend.”

“Isn’t that what we should do?” She asks, her eyes narrowed. “I mean, we’re in love, right?” She said “we.” Yes! I think I did! Finn would be so proud of me. And I even think of him all the time… Well, fuck it.

“Right. I mean, there’s so much to think about. And it’s not like we’re swooning over him like schoolgirls.”

“Well…” Lisa giggles, and I think, with a giggle myself, that I’ve made a friend here.

“Oh, come on,” I wave my hands. “I mean, look around you.” Lisa obeys, and I wonder if she’s like this in the bedroom too. “What we have is special. Two girls and a boy.” I roll my eyes conspiratorially, but Lisa doesn’t seem to notice the sexual innuendo. Cute.

“Do you think it wouldn’t work?” she asks, surprising me with her depth. And then I surprise myself with the openness of my answer.

"I've loved him my whole life. Yes, it's hard to believe given my behavior, but..."

"No," Lisa says. "It isn't." With that, she says so little, yet so much. Would Finn understand what she's saying? That she's okay with me loving him, just like she does? Or can I actually help him with this? Is that perhaps my role?

"How long have you loved him?" I ask. And there's really no case I can draw on. No movie, no book, no smutty novel for girls. Everything in this world revolves around a man and a woman finding each other. And here I am. With Lisa. And we're discussing a relationship as a trio.

Four of us, I remember, and I actually have to grin. Bella's here too.

"Since the first time he told me I didn't have to raise my voice to be heard," Lisa answers with s shy smile. And in her voice, I recognize that same sense of belonging to someone who understands and accepts you from the inside out. Something I've always longed for. And so has Lisa.

"But he always made it clear that he would support us if we wanted to change. At least, that's how it felt when we talked to each other in a more civilized way." Lisa nods eagerly. "I always wondered about that, but I think now I understand that he was showing us that we could be who we wanted to be with him. Who we truly wanted to be."

"You said you wonder why he never gave up on you?" Lisa asks. "I felt exactly the same way. I felt so weak and hopeless when he wasn't there."

"So useless," I continue the thought.

"He saw the good in you," Lisa says softly, stroking my fingers. Nothing sexual, I'm sure of that. But we're finding our way to each other, and so I return the gesture. "He's said that often enough."

"Has he? God, that man..." There sits this girl in this over-the-top outfit, sexy makeup, and an aura I'd normally describe as **** bait, hammering out these truths that bring tears to my eyes.

"He's so lucky to have you, Lisa." I sniff like a dumbass. "You're so gentle."

"And you're so strong," says the girl I only know by name. Maybe it's the MCD. Maybe Finn knows why we get along so well. Maybe it's no coincidence that we have no problem sharing a man in our lives.

But I don't believe that. Lisa isn't surprised by the change in her life and her relationship with Finn. And neither am I. It's just the two of us. Two girls with different traumas who have found the same solution for their happiness in life. And I'm not fooling myself. Finn has a say in this too. He does have the MCD and, as he put it, isn't bound to the girls he's "activated." But fuck, I know I can share my life with this girl if it means I can be with him.

"Rose?" I blink back my tears. If Finn sees that my tears have smudged my makeup, he'll ask questions. So I turn back to Lisa, who's looking at me in that sweet, shy way. "We're talking about us now. Does that count toward this test?"

My laughter fills the air, and with that, Lisa has accomplished something I've only trusted Finn to do before. She's actually gotten through to me.

"To tell the truth, I've been thinking about him the whole time," I confess, suddenly becoming the victim in my former feminist thoughts. Lisa, on the other hand, just frowns slightly.

“But shouldn’t girlfriends think about their boyfriends all the time? Isn’t that normal?” Then she smiles in that dreamy way. I get you, bro. If I had a pretty girl who gave me that look…

“But he also manages to turn your brain off,” I reply. Lisa asks me what I mean by that, and in response, I take my hands, hold them in front of me, and pull them apart… and apart… and further apart. Lisa’s eyes almost pop out of their sockets. “What?” I ask, surprised. “You haven’t yet? For real?” Lisa shakes her head, her eyes darting back and forth between my nine-inch-wide spread fingers. “Finn hasn’t told me everything yet, but the way you look at him…”

“We…” Lisa is completely fascinated by my hands. Scratch that, Rose. You scared the poor thing half to ****. "We haven't had the chance yet... to..." I can understand how hard it is to tear yourself away from the idea of ​​this world-destroyer, but where Finn turns me into a drooling mess, Lisa remains a refined lady. She looks into my eyes. Questioningly.

She could almost be my little sister.

And with that thought, I know how I'll feel about this girl. Finn will surely like that. Two older siblings taking care of the youngest while he and his wife raise their little girl together with their family pet? We offer him everything. The whole package. And with that, my task is clear: To prove myself to Lisa.

"Yes. Sorry, but it's reeeeally big. And wide." I form an O with my hands and hold it in front of my wide-open mouth. Eyes wide and tongue sticking out, it's clear to everyone around what I'm showing the scantily clad girl. It almost looks as if Lisa wants to jump up and fly away, but her arms snap to her sides, holding her body firmly in the chair.

"So... Well... What's it like?" I laugh heartily, maybe a little excitedly, and yes, also a little embarrassed while saliva forms under my tongue, thinking of him and his meat. Thanks, little sister, for trusting me.

"To tell you the truth, it's kind of scary." Lisa pouts. Such a fucking cutie. "Finn is so gentle, you know that. But then you see what he wants to put inside you. Shit. You feel like a roasted pig, if you know what I mean. You almost think it's going to come right back out of your mouth."

"Oh..."

"But then, once you get used to him, it's wonderful," I say in a dreamy, not at all fake, voice.

"Oh?"

“Oh yeah! There’s something about him… Well, I can only speak for myself, but when you have sex with Finn, it’s like he’s fulfilling all your desires, you know? There is this man who is only there for you in this special moment. Then it doesn’t matter that you think he’s going to split your lungs in two with his d... penis. He’s so deep inside you. And he has this… well… let’s call it power… When he kisses you…” I point to my lips, then let my hands wander down my body, over my blue shirt. “Here.” I place my hands on my breasts, which are already ticklish at my touch. Then further down. “And here.” Lisa, her mouth slightly open, follows all my movements closely. "It's the most wonderful feeling you can imagine. Scratch that. You never imagined something so beautiful, raw and powerful than his body in and on yours. Powerful, intimate and loving. Finn can launch you into space with just his tongue, girl. You feel safer than anywhere else. Loved like never before in your life. And fuck, the orgasms..."

"Okay, okay," the shy girl interrupts almost in a cute panic, and I notice she's now sitting on her hands. She smiles at me as if she's just made an incredibly embarrassing mistake, but she trusts me completely despite this mishap. "And you can do that with him? I mean... again and again? As long as he wants?" Now it's my turn to giggle.

"Don't get me wrong. With that... thing between his legs, you don't really have any choice but to obey him like a good girl." Another giggle. "I sometimes struggle with that, but I'm sure you'll manage. But yeah, if he wants you, he'll have you. But don't worry. He's still the same Finn we love." We. Shit, it's so easy with her. Why was I even worried? And then Lisa laughs, and I think I can feel a drop of my juice getting squished between my labia.

"I'm so relieved to have you by my side. I wouldn't even know what he needs or wants." Then she takes her hands out from under her body. Under her cute little ass... They're slightly sweaty and warm when she takes my hands again. "I'm so grateful that you're helping me be there for him."

What are big sisters for, anyway? I almost said it, but with everything that's going on in his life right now, Finn should be the one deciding how he feels about Lisa. And even though I'm not very good at being submissive, I can easily follow his lead.

"Fucking God you're cute. You know that?" I say instead. Lisa just looks at me. "I could never be as cute as you. Finn likes that about you. Shit. That makes me kind of jealous."

"Oh no, please," she replies immediately, as if it goes without saying that I shouldn't have any bad feelings towards her. Has she already accepted me? Is it really that easy to find nice people and close friends? God, Finn, I'm so jealous of you. "I could never be that... hmmm..." She get's red around the nose. "Sassy?" I laugh as happily as I usually only do with Finn.

"Sassy sounds good. Thanks."

“I could never do that. I’m so glad you said Finn would take the lead. I couldn’t. And Rose… I’m sorry I doubted you. You know? Because of your past and… well…”

“No, please,” is my duty to reply. “Sweety, please.” Where did that come from? But Lisa doesn’t mind. “You were right about me. You’ve always been there for Finn. Yes, you might think differently, but we know him. You were there for him, and I’m grateful that you don’t want to push me out of his life. You won’t get any war from me anymore.I swear. That’s over. After all, we both love the same man, and he deserves for his girlfriends to stick together.”

And that says it. And Lisa seems satisfied that I said it.

“And I know I can always count on your help with your brother. He’s our boyfriend, Bella's too.” So she’s thinking of Bella too. This will surely be easy. But Lisa proves why she's the one who brought Finn so much peace, where I failed. No more shame about it, and so I can acknowledge what this girl does for me. "But he will always be your brother, just yours. No one can take that away from you."

"And I'm so happy that you'll be the one I can share my girlfriend experience with. I can't imagine anyone better to share my brother with as a boyfriend. I mean..." Why can't you look her in the eyes? You're looking away like a shy schoolgirl? What's wrong with you? Is she really that beautiful? Well... At least I can answer that question easily and quickly. "After all, we'll be seeing each other naked soon."

"Yes..." It seems like this thought is occurring to Lisa for the first time. "Yes! I mean... He'll definitely would want us together, right?" She asks, probably even herself, while I get wet down there. Yes. I've already made up my mind.

"In his eyes, having us together must be irresistible. We already complement each other so well," I say and try to take away her worries.

"Do you think... do you think it's the same in bed?" She turns beet red and look to the ground. God, she's so fuckably cute. "That he wants us together?" I hold Lisa's hands tightly. We maintain this physical contact the whole time, and it already feels so familiar.

"If he were here right now, he'd probably say it's not just about him. You're not very experienced yet, right?" She shakes her head, maybe a bit ashamed. "That's okay. That's what I'm here for. We'll take good care of you, I promise. But it won't always be about him. You know your boyfriend. He'll also enjoy seeing his girlfriends together... or with his other girls." Lisa nods, unable to look at me. The power dynamic with her is so exquisite, I could die. It's so easy to be **** in front of this angel, and at the same time, she makes me feel so strong.

Finn, I'll **** on your dick for letting this cutie in my life. Hell, I'll even let you suck my breasts till I can't anymore from laughing.

"And you would like that?" Her gaze hits me like spears piercing an unsuspecting deer in the woods. "You would like... me?"

"Absolutely!" Well, that was quick. Who cares. "Look, sweety. Finn won't **** you to do anything, and the rest of us will do what he wants. If you want to do something with me, you can tell him and he will make sure you're supported and happy. But you also know that he'll respect it, just like the rest of us, if you'd rather be alone with him..."

"I can already imagine it," she says so softly her voice is almost carried away by the wind. "With you."

"And with the others, his sisters, our mom, and the other girls he'll be with, it'll be the same. Lisa, honey, you're so sweet and feminine, but that's exactly why you deserve to be in charge. Don't get me wrong. No one expects you to lay down the law. Especially not Finn. That's what our boyfriend is for. But you're giving orders through the very way you're behaving. Fuck, Finn loves you, honey. It's that simple."

"Thank you," Lisa says finally, without explaining what she means. If I had to guess, she means the freedom to decide what her first time with Finn would be like. "I know he can decide for me... but it's good to know you'll help me when I don't know what to do."

And then, before I can even think about it, the floodgates open. I can't take it anymore, and the only way to avoid a cataclysmic spanking that would put even Tammy to shame is to keep myself under control enough not to aim for her perfect, pink, and undoubtedly delicious lips.

I lean over the table, take my hands, place them on her shoulders, and kiss her forehead.

"There's no word for what we are right now," I explain, holding my body slightly in front of her. Her eyes are so wide and deep that I almost get lost in them. "Sister girlfriends probably describes it best. But we'll definitely stick together. I promise you." With that, I slump back into my chair and realize what just happened.

Figures, it's quite easy for me to get the hots for my big brother's sexy girlfriend.

"Thank you..." Lisa thinks before she speaks because she's smarter than me. "For being there for me."

"And thank you for trusting me."

And with that, regardless of whether we were only talking about Finn, everything important between us has been said.

God, I love these seals. Seeing how fast and elegantly these majestic animals move through the water, something you wouldn't expect from their behavior on land, is always fascinating to me. But that wasn't your job, Finn, I remind myself. That's not why you're here. You're here because…

"Oh… wow…"

Lisa's laughter reaches my ears from a great distance, and only then do I notice Rose, who, along with my e-girlfriend, is sitting at a somewhat secluded table, clucking wildly like two chicken, hands clasped, eyes locked, annoying the other guests of this small, expensive, but for me, very special zoo.

"That's really annoying me too!" I hear Rose reply, giggling wildly. "Try a different angle. Something like this." She cups her face with one hand and runs it along her long, black, sexy eyelashes… while the other holds Lisa's hand.

Something good happened here. My girlfriends holding hands and… Holy shit! Lisa caresses Rose's hand! What sorcery is this?

While Rose shows Lisa something on her eyes, I approach them both with a wild grin.

"I'm back," I say, and they both turn to me. I watch closely to see what happens. Before I can even sit down, Rose lets go of Lisa's hand, and Lisa stands up to hug me. Rose, the bold one, stays seated while Lisa, the shy one, takes the initiative. Her lips press against mine, and there's something different about our kiss. She's still letting me lead, but as I turn my head slightly toward Rose, Lisa places her hands on my cheek, and I feel her tongue on my lips. She's still hesitant, still holding back, but she shows me she's ready to go further.

Go further? Where to? Maybe… to one of our bedrooms?

Then the kiss is over. I have to take care of Rose, who seems content as I sit down. No kiss for her, we both knew that, but I don't detect a hint of negativity from her. Did it actually work? That easily?

And then… nothing happens. I sit next to Lisa, holding her in my arms like before, she snuggles up to me like before… And the two of them talk about makeup.

What the fuck? But it's also kind of cute to follow a conversation that's just as complicated for me as for others when I'm talking about Harbor Seals.

"You definitely have to borrow my set sometime," Rose says. "With my brush, it's super easy to create those wings at the corners of your eyes."

"I always get some in my eyes," Lisa confesses. "Do you really think a bigger brush would help?" Rose nods eagerly.

"I've been using this one for years, and look." She moves her head, and Lisa admires the smoky eyes that I also find so sexy on Rose.

"So..." I don't want to intrude on their conversation. It doesn't always have to be about me after all. In this case, though, I'm really curious how my girlfriends' first "date" without me went. Or did they spend the whole time talking about makeup? We need a Bechdel test that also applies to women. "What did I miss?" The two girls look atme, then each other… and giggle. Just like in the freaking movies.

“Rose gives me tips so I can look good for you,” Lisa beams. “I’m so grateful to her for that.”

“Lisa!” Rose snarls and nudges her… What can you even call these two? Girlfriend sisters? Anyway. Rose nudges Lisa in the side. “Tell him!” she whispers conspiratorially and rolls her eyes. I glance back and forth between them. Did I miss something?

“I can’t,” Lisa hisses excitedly, giggling wildly.

“Tell me what?” I’m dumbfounded. “Lisa?” But she buries her face in her hands, giggles happily, and shakes her head. I get lost in this gesture. Seeing Lisa so happy is… Then Rose takes my hand. She pulls me a little closer. My arm is still around Lisa. Rose doesn’t care what the onlookers might think and begins to touch my hand.

“We get along really well,” Rose inquires. “And no, we didn’t just talk about makeup,” she adds, reading my mind. “We talked about you, too.” Lisa giggles again and presses her whole body against me, seeking support. But not because she’s sad, but because… I’ve never seen her so happy. What did you do with her, Rose? “Well…” she says mischievously. “Not exclusively. But Lisa and I have come to the conclusion that a change in our dynamic is necessary if what you and I have agreed upon is going to work.”

“Oookaaay.” I have no idea what Rose means. The goal was to see if the two of them get along well and, for Rose, to show Lisa that she can trust her. “Whatever it is, I know we’ll make it work.” But Rose shrugs and glances conspiratorially to the side.

“I don’t know,” she mumbles, her voice high-pitched. “It’s a bit more complicated than that and requires a certain amount of sacrifice on your part.” I raise my eyebrows. Is she messing with me? Or are they both messing with me?! What the heck?

"Shut up, sister," I say, adding a touch of darkness to my voice. Just a little so Rose and Lisa know I mean business. "You know I'll do anything for you two."

"We know that," Rose says, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She looks so fucking sexy with those weird eyelashes I have no idea about, the ones Lisa's always wearing now too. My cock gets hard in my pants. "But unfortunately, Lisa wants more from you." I look at Lisa, who buries her face in my chest.

"What do you need from me, Lisa?" I ask softly. She knows she can ask anything of me, even though I don't know what she could possibly want that deserves so much secrecy.

"Hey!" Rose nudges my arm and gestures with her fingers between her eyes and mine. "I'm talking right now." I'm speechless. She tests me? Now? But it works and that's why I'm the one who doesn't give a damn what the bystanders think. I lean across the table, put my hand on the back of her neck, and gently but firmly pull her closer to my face, my fingers shoved through her hair, making her gasp and showing me I do the right thing.

“Rose Lynchwood,” I growl. “You’re going to be a good little girlfriend now and tell me what’s going on, or I swear to God, I’m going to be very, very angry with my little sister.” My threat is softened by my half-hearted grin, but Rose knows me better than almost anyone and knows how important this is to me. And this little minx thinks now’s a good time to act like a brat? I will fuck you stupid for that.

“That’s the point… brother,” Rose says, nibbling her lower lip in anticipation, making my head spin. She's got the upper hand again with this simple gesture. Such a powerful woman, having no trouble surrendering to me. She enjoys my hand on the back of her neck. And she enjoys teasing me. “It’s not just me, anonymore.” And with that, she places her hand on mine, holding me lovingly while I, almost automatically, begin to caress the back of her neck with my thumb. Her eyes look deep into my soul, and I see a healed, happy human being before me. “Because Lisa wants to be your sister too.”

“Fuck...”

“Well, that’s what a woman gets for asking nicely.” The three of us don’t give a damn what people think and sit together at the table. Lisa on my one side, Rose on my other, my arms around their shoulders, both girls pressed against me.

“I thought you guys had some crazy conditions,” I confess, pouring my heart out. “Something about only being allowed to see you once a week, and never together, or something like that.”

“That’s dumb,” Rose perfectly sums up my mental struggle. “You know we both can’t get enough of you.”

“Right,” Lisa says to my other side, running her hands over my chest. “We think it’s best if we connect this way, too.” She makes this sweet gesture and looks up at me with raised eyes because her head is so close to my body. She seems so strong. So confident.

“Lisa, you’ve always been like a little sister to me,” I confess. Then I kiss her on the head. “Little sister Lisa,” I grin. “Sounds perfect.”

“Big brother Finn,” comes the reply.

“And big sister Rose,” my other girlfriend chimes in with that arrogant air I find so endearing. “Fits nicely.” With that, she looks at Lisa, her voice becoming more challenging. “Not too tight or too deep. Juuust right. Right, Lisa baby?” But Lisa can only giggle.

“You tell him, please,” she says simply, burying her face in my armpit.

“Oh God, not again,” I moan and hug her back.

“Better get comfortable with it,” Rose says cheekily. “This is going to be a regular thing. A big sister cares for her younger sibling.” Then she clears her throat. “What my little sister is trying to tell you is…” But her gaze isn’t cheeky. She is full of warmth, joy, and contentment. “Lisa wants to go home now.”

“That right?” I ask, lifting Lisa’s head slightly. “You want to go home?” She nods, and I nod toward Rose. “Should Rose and I take you home… or…”

I’m under no illusions. Today could very well be the day I see Lisa naked for the first time. And more. Because Rose is here too, and the chemistry is there, perfect. But it’s not my decision. And Rose sees it exactly the same way, looking into her new little sister’s eyes as Lisa realizes she’s about to make a decision.

“No pressure, sis,” Rose says affectionately. “Alone, with me, or not at all. You decide.”

“And there’s no wrong decision,” I say, still unable to believe it.

I’m at the zoo today to see if Lisa and Rose get along and to find out what I can do to improve their relationship… and to see harbor seals. It turns out that Harbor Seals aren't the only wonder I've encountered today. Like the animals in their tank, Rose and Lisa glide through life, swiftly and effortlessly. And together. I came for something, and I received it. And so much more. A little sister for me. But even more importantly, a strong bond between Rose and Lisa.

So strong that it's easy for Lisa to decide what will happen next.

Message from the author:

Fucking hell, guys. This all started because I needed a chapter so Lisa wouldn't have to sleep with Finn right away. She was supposed to be special by first doing something with Finn, like real friends do. Rose's involvement wasn't planned at all, but when I had the idea, it sounded too good not to try. The result is a chapter that gives Finn a little sister and Rose another person she can trust. And all of this with Lisa, the voice of all people, as their voice of concern. But only at first. I think it suits someone like Lisa perfectly to use Rose's wish for togetherness to end her concern for Finn and forge an inseparable bond between the two girls. And all without directly expressing a wish.

So far, of course. And Lisa will listen to your advice regarding her wish. It's time to go home now. No idea whether to Lisa's or Finn's. I'll decide spontaneously. But Lisa needs your help with what happens there.

Either nothing happens at all. Otherwise, I wouldn't even be debating this because this chapter is so perfect in my eyes that Lisa is guaranteed to feel safe enough. But a relationship, especially with her, isn't just about sex. Finn and Rose could simply drop her off at their place, like after a first date, and that would be perfectly fine if you ask me.

Or Rose could say goodbye to Lisa and Finn and leave them alone together (either in his room or at her house). Lisa deserves a first time that's intimate and tender, and Rose would definitely understand if Lisa wanted Finn alone for this special event in a woman's life.

But of course, the two of them have gotten along famously since that day, and I'm sure Lisa would appreciate some feminine support from Rose. It would still be tender and patient, only Rose and Finn would work together to give Lisa a wonderful first time.

That could, hand down, be one of the most emotionally significant moments in the story. At least, that's what I'm asking. Keep in mind that Bella's first time is also on the agenda at some point, and I'll probably ask the same question then (90% of the time, I'll probably come up with something incredibly cool). Bella and Rose together might be a better fit than a threesome for Lisa's first time. But hey, I'll leave that up to you.

https://strawpoll.com/bVg8B70mbyY

Otherwise, this chapter is based on my experiences at the Central Park Zoo when I was in New York. I didn't have any money to buy food there, but I think I described the restaurant pretty well. Otherwise, you probably wouldn't have expected to come across pictures of seals in one of these stories, right? Damn, I had so much fun with this chapter.

And as for the Bechdel test, that comes from my genuine reaction when I wrote the chapter. The part about "He's so handsome and strong and amazing and I love him and I'm always thinking about him"... That's when I stopped and thought, "Dude, you're writing in the first person, as an author named Finn, about someone who's named Finn as a standard. But honestly? The solution I came up with is also my genuine reaction. When you're newly in love, you're constantly thinking about the other person. Duh. And my personal opinion is that the Bechdel test was created for those of us who need something to mock love. Those who've never had someone who thought about them that way and are hating the rest of the world for that. Yeah, the chapter is totally cheesy, but I love it, and I know what goes through your mind when faced with such overwhelming beauty of a nice woman who likes you. And that beauty belongs only to you. So fuck the Bechdel test. The most successful film trilogy of all time, The Lord of the Rings, came out with a single scene in which a woman spoke to another woman. And I wonder what would happen if men applied a similar pattern to romantic comedies. Well, who cares. Love is love is lovely.

And finally, a personal story from my Jurassic Park. I wouldn't normally write it in such detail, even though I talk about it all the time, but the story just fits too well.

May I introduce:

Rose (left) and Finn (Right)

The two are siblings (not really for genetically engineered specimens) and came from the same breeding facility in Montana. Rose was the alpha of the two (figures).

But one day, Finn fought for the title, hence the (loving) bite marks on Rose's body... Cough Cough... Just like the first time our two human characters in the story... Rose, by the way, is the wild one. She constantly attacks the ranger teams who want to check her health status.

That fits perfectly, too. The two of them are really incredibly cute together. They only fought that one time! After that, they socialized all the time and are already looking at the nest I set up for them.

It was really awesome to see that the two of them have the same dynamic as Finn and Rose in the story. That's why I'm writing a little more about them. I don't know how this will be received, but I hope the previous 8,000 words were reason enough to like the chapter. ;)

So no Indominus for me for now and I didn't want to name a brachiosaurus Bella, you know? Seems a bit rude, giving the weight and so on. ;)

I hope you had a great weekend and wish you a good start to the week.

Finn 0815 (Not the on in the story. He is for all of us)