Chapter 5: Carrie

Wow, wow, WOW! Last night was awesome! I think I’m getting lost again. When I’m not craving Mike, I’m craving Sarah. I was so happy when Mike accepted Sarah. Indulging in a little fantasy, I thought about how much fun it would be if we were co-wives to him, his own little harem, to fulfill his every sexual wish. And ours too, of course.

Sarah and I talked a little before we went to bed. It was her idea to wear the teddies, poor Mike was so out of it he didn’t even stir when I sneaked in to get them. At first, I was a little jealous of Julie. But she and Mike were old friends, and I didn’t detect any desire at all on Mike’s part. Julie might bear a little watching, though. A wicked thought of adding a petitie brunette to our tribe flashed through my mind, but I dismissed it. He was mine! And Sarah’s, of course. That would be all he ever needed. We’d make sure of it.

Sarah also promised me, no matter what happened today, she would make sure that tomorrow I would take the final step. Tomorrow, come hell or high water, Mike was making a woman of me. Just the thought of it makes my little button throb.

After breakfast was over and the kitchen was cleaned, we ventured outside, awed at the devastation. Limbs big and small were everywhere, along with all kinds of debris. We found two folding chairs that weren’t ours, and Mike sat them beside the road. Maybe someone would come along and claim them. His little storage building was flattened, but most of his stuff was fine. He got two tarps out, and we lay everything on one, covering and securing it with the other. Mike said he’d order a better one before the end of the day.