Chapter 7: Lissa – Part 2

Monday Day and Evening

“There is no fucking way that you are a virgin. You’ve done this, many times before, haven’t you?”

“No, Lissa, I have never made out with a woman’s butt before.”

“Then how did you know what to do so well?”

“I did what Tasha showed me, then did what you asked. Then I just did what seemed to make you feel good.”

“Really?” Lissa didn’t believe me.

“Yes.”

“Then to answer a question you asked earlier, YES. I want to get you as my boyfriend.”

“I don’t know if that will work, Lissa. I wouldn’t like to be a part of your herd of friends with benefits.”

“Oh, Mick. If you can make me this happy forever, I’ll give every one of them up for you.”

“Let’s go back to the pond and wash all of this stuff off. Then we can lay by the pond and I’ll rub suntan lotion all over your body.”

“Including my butt?” She sounded like a little kid getting a new toy.

“Yes, including your butt,” I chuckled.

“Ooh, deal.”

We stood and picked up our towels and she took my hand. It was the hand I had used on her and all the way back she would lift the hand to her face and inhale the smell in my fingers. When we got back to the pond, we just walked right in and soaked for a few minutes.

“Mick, would you please make sure that my back and butt are all cleaned up?”

I used the warm pond water to rinse the remaining grass and twigs off her back, then used my hands to wash her. I put my hand under the water and moved it behind her as she wrapped her arms around me. I pushed my index finger into her butthole and fingered in and out of her several times.

“Stop! I’m going to have another orgasm and you’ll have to carry me into the clubhouse.”

“OK. Maybe I should carry you to the showers and get some cold water on both of us,” I suggested.

“Are you getting stiff again,” Lissa said hopefully.

“No problem. I have a secret weapon that will shrink me right up.”

“Really? And what is that?”

“Mrs. Smith,” I pointed to the woman walking past the pond.

Lissa laughed out loud and led me out of the pond and to the showers. We took a warm and very soapy shower and talked as we dried.

“You know, I can’t wait to get your man meat into my ass. We could do it tonight. Since it isn’t my pussy, we wouldn’t really be breaking the rules.”

“I don’t know. It seems that sticking my penis into your body would be a breaking of the spirit of the rule.”

“I stuck you into my mouth and that is a part of my body.”

“I understand, but anal sex seems to be too close to full intercourse. Like you said, the anus is close to the pussy. Let’s wait until after I have had my dates with all of the ladies. After that, I’ve already promised to have sex with Diana and Tasha. I’ll gladly have sex with you as well, in any hole or holes that you want. OK?”

“Deal!” Lissa said gleefully.

“Good, now let’s go have lunch and hit the gym,” I said.

We walked into the clubhouse to find the ladies all waiting for us.

“Where have you two been?” Jos asked.

“We were relaxing in the pond after going to The Glade,” Lissa answered.

“And?” Tasha asked.

“And it was a very nice morning in The Glade,” I said.

“And?” Tasha was pressing for more.

“We’re making our shopping list for tomorrow. Do you two have anything special that you would like?” Diana asked, moved away from the direction Tasha was leading.

“Do I get to go?” I asked. “I would like to be able to see the food I’m going to cook.”

“Of course. Can you go with Lissa or will you get sidetracked?” Diana said.

“More like backtracked.”Lissa whispered to me causing me to laugh and look like a complete idiot.

The girls looked at me and confirmed my assumption.

“Did anyone have a plan for lunch or is it potluck?” I asked.

“Potluck. We had sandwiches,” Sasha said.

“Yeah, I ate the same thing that Jos ate.” Tasha said.

She immediately got an elbow from Jos, and Sasha blushed.

“Diana, what did you have?” I asked politely.

“I was waiting for you two,” she replied.

“Well we’re here, what would you two ladies like to eat?” I asked the ladies.

Lissa and Diana looked at each other and chuckled.

“You two, too?” I stood with my hands apart.

“Oh yeah. Mick, we just spent three hours that seemed like thirty minutes,” Lissa reminded me.

“I know. Last night it felt like we had just started to cuddle when it was time to get out of bed,” I added.

“So, what do you want for lunch? Lissa? Diana?” I asked.

“What sort of meat do we have?” Lissa said looking at my penis.

I rolled my eyes in an attempt to be funny, but also to attempt to let them know that they were on the edge of going too far. I lifted my penis and set it on the table and looked at them. I was not smiling.

“Oh oh. I know that look,” Diana said.

“You do?” Tasha asked.

“Yup. He is done playing. Mick, I would like to have a big bowl of that chili from the community pot and a couple of dinner rolls, please,” Diana requested.

“And you, Lissa?” I asked just as seriously.

“I would like a ham and cheese sandwich with lots of tomatoes and a small bowl of chili,” Lissa answered.

“Thank you. I’ll be right back,” my answer was very flat and serious.

I walked away to fill their orders as they continued their conversation.

“Damn! That went south fast,” Lissa said.

“Mick has a line and when it’s crossed, you get that look and he gets a very hard edge to him,” Diana informed her friend.

“But we went from goofy teasing to shutting us out in nothing flat.”

“That’s the way he is Lissa. It’s like he hits a switch. His background has given him a real cold side. He counters it by being quiet and calm, but make no mistake, if that line gets crossed...”

“I guess that also comes from the Army and from the war.”

“Yeah, I would guess that’s a factor too.”

“I like him, Di.”

“I love him, Lissa.”

“I feel like I’m trying to steal him from you,” Lissa said sadly.

“First, he is not mine ... yet. Second, if he can be stolen, he is not going to be mine. Third, if this whole thing blows up in my face, I am just gonna to die,” Diana almost gave up.

“Then why do this? Just grab him, take him to bed and start your life together.”

“I can’t start a life with a guy that doesn’t have one,” Diana reasoned. “If I snag him and down the road he finds that he really needs to go in a different direction, it will hurt both of us badly. No, this hurts in the short term, but the other option will hurt forever.”

I was dishing up the chili when a slender redhead walked up to me.

“Hi, did you make the chili?”

“No, I’m just dipping some for myself and my table over there.”

“You have quite the collection of beautiful women.”

“They are not my collection. They are my friends.”

“Good. I would like to get to know you.”

“OK. I’m Mick.”

“I’m Emicka.”

“Nice to get to know you. Excuse me.”

I walked back to the table and gave the big bowl of chili, and a couple of rolls, to Diana. I set the small bowl, and her sandwich, in front of Lissa, then I sat down with my own bowl of chili.

“Who is the redhead?”

“That, Lissa, is Emicka. She wanted to get to know me.”

“Doesn’t she see you sitting here with all these women?”

“Beautiful women, in her words, and I told her my name so now she knows me. Mission accomplished.”

“Wait. She said that she wants to get to know you, and you tell her your name, and that’s it?” Lissa said.

“Yup,” I answered.

“Wasn’t that a little abrupt?”

“Nope. I wasn’t rude, and I wasn’t inviting. I didn’t lead her on.”

“No, you didn’t,” Diana said thoughtfully. “Thanks, Mick.”

“For what, Diana?”

“For you.”

We ate and went over the final shopping list and the logistics of the trip to the store in town. When we were done, I got a tray and collected all of the dishes off the table and took them to the sink to wash them, while the beautiful women at our table cleaned up the table, chairs and checked the floor for anything we might have dropped.

“Was that you trying to be funny or are you always such an asshole?” I turned to see Emicka standing there.

“I’m always such an asshole.”

I returned to washing the dishes.

“Hey, don’t turn your back on me when I’m talking to you?” she said very importantly.

I put the dishes down in the water, set down the washcloth and dried my hands on the hand towel off to the side.

“First, who are you to speak to a stranger like that? Second, do you think that your attitude, in some ... strange way, makes you in the smallest or slightest manner, attractive or desirable?”

Emicka stood there and was obviously not used to being spoken to that way.

“Well, I never.”

“Neither have I, but the beautiful women you noted at the table over there, have promised to help me lose my virginity at some point in the next two weeks.”

I went back to washing the dishes when I felt a hand on my shoulder. Lissa had walked up behind us. She had heard the conversation.

“Hi. Emicka, right?”

“Yes. And you are?”

“I’m Lissa,” she turned to point at the table. “The dirty blonde is Diana. The brunette with the big boobs is Tasha and the two sort of cuddling are Jos and Sasha. Sasha is the little one.”

“So?” Emicka sounded annoyed.

“So, we are here with Mick to figure out which one of us he is going to marry,” Lissa continued in a sickly, sweet tone. “And we are not happy that you are trying to horn in on our man. I have seen you around the camp and I just wanted to tell you that Mick has not noticed you in any way, shape or form ... at all. You are completely inconsequential to him; however, my girlfriends and I HAVE taken notice of you,” Lissa changed her tone to deadly serious. “And if you don’t want us taking a VERY close interest in you, I suggest that you back the fuck off.”

“Lissa!” I said and she grabbed my arm.

“Just because you five sluts want to get your hooks into him doesn’t mean that he wants to be hooked by any of you.”

Lissa began to answer again, when I snapped my hand up in front of her face and I touched her on the arm. I turned to the rude, unwelcome visitor and looked her straight in the eyes.

“Lady, you just insulted five of the nicest women I know. I suggest that you walk away, now, and stay away. You are one word away from me bitch slapping you all the way back to your mommy and daddy. Then I’m going to bitch slap them for raising such a waste of flesh for a daughter,” I paused for effect before continuing. “You choose the word.”

The look on her face changed as she looked in my eyes and saw something that she had never seen anywhere in her little entitled life. It scared her. No, it chilled her to the bone.

The girl swallowed and looked at the lady next to me. “Lissa, please tell the women at the table that I’m sorry. Mick, I’m sorry.”

“Good choices of words.”

Emicka walked away and I calmly went back to doing the dishes.

“Mick, are you OK?” Lissa asked with a hand on my shoulder.

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?” I asked quietly.

“The way you spoke to her and the way you looked at her. It scared me. I can’t imagine what it did to her.”

“It made her more civil, Lissa. No big deal.”

“Would you have hit her?” Lissa asked cautiously.

I paused for a few moments to consider the impact of the question.

“Good question. I’ve never harmed a woman that wasn’t trying to blow up me or my soldiers. But I have never had friends insulted so badly right in front of me,” I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I might have, had she spoken the wrong word.”

“Would you ever get violent with us?” Now Lissa sounded worried.

“No. You are my friends. Friends are a precious thing. Having never had many, I’m just learning that. They’re to be supported and protected and cherished.”

Lissa hugged me and laid her head on my shoulder.

“Lissa, I can’t finish these if you keep trying to cuddle with me.”

“Why?” Lissa changed over to her little girl voice and body posture. “Does your man meat push you too far back from the sink? Can’t your arms reach all that way to the sink?”

I turned and looked at her. I kissed her on the forehead and turned her around and smacked her on the butt. She looked over her shoulder.

“Don’t do that if you don’t mean it,” she smiled.