Chapter 4

“I really enjoyed what we started today. Tomorrow, we could finish it without any more distractions. If you want to, of course...”

I got this message after a bad threesome. My girlfriend and the other girl were too drunk, and the other girl is much prettier than my girlfriend. I can tell you that the threesome ended with no one having an orgasm.

I am very angry with my girlfriend. If she can’t control her anger, she should stop drinking. She was very rude and aggressive when she saw us alone in bed. Now she is crying on the bed in the other room. We sleep in different beds, and the other girl he threw out is texting me. I don’t know how to respond. Maybe we can talk about it tomorrow when we’re sober. Then we can decide whether to break up and the other girl can be my girlfriend. I wish I could sleep, but I can’t stop thinking about the other girl. It’s late, and there’s nothing I can do. My girlfriend deserves to be fired for what she did to the other girl, but she’s drunk, and I don’t want to hurt her anymore.

It’s morning. I wake up feeling tense because my girlfriend is not with me. I look into the kitchen and see her putting away the leftovers from the day before. She looks at me like I did something wrong.

“I hope you get me some birth control before we break up!”

I try to hug her, but she grabs a pot from yesterday’s lunch and puts it in the fridge. She also throws away the bottles, which makes yesterday’s threesome with the two men go bad. The threesome should have gone better without alcohol, but now she has a very bad memory of it. I don’t think anyone has ever had a worse threesome than us. None of us liked it. It’s Sunday, and the only pharmacy open is the one where I can get her a pill. I don’t know where the nearest one is. I’ll have to check the map. Or ... Or ... I’m going to the other girl’s house. She’s going to have it. I guess she just didn’t give it to her after the fight yesterday. I’ll see if she’s changed her mind.

“I really enjoyed what we started today. Tomorrow, we could finish it without any more distractions. If you want to, of course...” I’m reading her text on my phone again.

“Hi, would you like me to come see you?”

Five minutes later: There is no answer.

I have a quick breakfast.

15 minutes later: There is no answer.

I’m looking for a map to find a pharmacy that’s open.

20 minutes later: There is no answer.

25 minutes later, my phone beeps.

“I was totally serious. If you want to finish what we can’t yesterday, I’m here for you today. Let me know when you’re coming so I can get myself ready.”

“There is a pharmacy on duty very far away. I have to drive. I’ll hurry back.”

I told my girlfriend where the pharmacy was without checking first. I got dressed, and then ... I hope I don’t regret this. After yesterday, I need something better.

“I’m leaving home now. Please text me where to meet you.”

I got her address. It takes 15 minutes to reach the city and 10 minutes to drive there. It lasts 25 minutes twice, plus sex, for a total of about 90 minutes. I hope my girlfriend will believe me.

I got there soon. I was a little nervous, so I knocked on her door. She opened the door wearing a short white silk dress that tied at the waist. Her breasts were clearly visible, and she was not wearing a bra. I thought she wasn’t wearing any underwear either, but I didn’t know that yet. I just thought so. She took my hand and invited me in. I hugged her and felt that she wasn’t wearing anything under her white silk dress. Her skin felt so soft everywhere. We kissed each other for a long time. I moved from kissing her lips to kissing her neck and shoulders, untied her belt, and began to remove her silk robe from her shoulders. I had never seen a woman with such a beautiful body. She had large breasts that were firm even without a bra. She wasn’t really skinny, which I like, but she had a beautiful thin waist and wide hips. She took off her silk dress, grabbed my hand, and invited me into her room, where she immediately lay down on her bed. Her room was old and dirty, with worn walls and an old, worn carpet, and her bed was probably some old junk she had inherited from her grandparents. She spread her legs wide and said,