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Prologue
Coming of Age Sex Story: Prologue - Class is in session. Campus life is hard enough for an incoming freshman without trying to balance a three-way relationship. Paul struggles to keep Gina and Kendall happy, and they all have questions about the trio’s future.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mult Teenagers Consensual Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Historical School Sharing Incest Brother Sister Light Bond Group Sex Swinging Anal Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex Sex Toys Voyeurism Caution Nudism Slow
“Paul?” my wife called softly from the door to my office.
“Huh? Oh, sorry,” I said. Then I shook my head to clear my thoughts. “How long have you been standing there?”
“Not long ... a few minutes. You were thinking.”
“About her,” I said, nodding at my wife’s tactfully unspoken question.
She smiled in understanding, her eyes full of sadness and comfort. Then she walked around and leaned against the edge of my desk.
“I guess I’ve been sitting here a while,” I admitted, “just thinking about her.” Then I looked at my watch. Two hours had passed since I’d talked to the lawyer. Two hours and half a lifetime. Once again, I shook off the past and focused my thoughts. “When do you want to tell the girls?” I asked.
“Tonight,” she said. “After dinner.”
I nodded.
“I thought I’d cut up veggies for stir-fry while you pick up Laurie from practice,” she said, changing the subject to the routine of our lives.
I was glad for the distraction. “What time do I have to be there?” I asked.
“They’re usually through by seven.”
“Okay. What about Emily and Susie?”
“Em’s at Missy’s house,” she said. “I told her to be home by seven. And Susie’s at dance class. I’m picking her up before I go to the grocery store.”
“That reminds me,” I said. “I need to tell Trip and Wren about the funeral.”
“They’ll want to go,” my wife said, nodding. “You can tell them in person if you stop by their house and pick up Em on the way to get Laurie.”
“Yeah, that’s a good idea. But before then, I’ve got a million things I need to do,” I said. “I need to call the office to tell them I’ll be out of town for a few days. And before we leave, I’ve got Bread Company drawings to approve. I’ll also need to have someone cover a Taipei conference call for me. I’ve got to call the airport and tell them to have the company plane fueled and ready for tomorrow evening. I need to have my black suit pressed—”
“I’ll take care of your suit,” she said. “I can drop it off when I pick up Susie. Then I’ll pick it up tomorrow after the girls and I go shopping for dresses.”
“Thanks,” I said. Then I paused and shook my head in reflection. “When did our lives get so busy?” I asked semi-rhetorically. “It wasn’t like this when we were younger.”