Chapter 6: Returning to Reality

"Look at the time," Jake said tapping the non-existent watch on his wrist. "It's getting late ladies, and we have school tomorrow. We need to head back to our dorms." He had started blushing before stepping into the study.

"Not so fast," Leslie replied. "We need to get a review before leaving."

Lesa was laughing as she followed Jake into the large room where Leslie and Sara had been surfing the Net for what was known about the Confederacy and their 'pickups'. "Give him a chance to eat something and rest a little and I guarantee you'll not be disappointed."

"So, how was it? Details woman, details," Sara added.

"The 'Energizer Bunny' has nothing on Mr. Caulfield. He keeps going, and going, and going," she replied. "What he lacks in experience, he makes up for in enthusiasm. But, he's also a quick study. If you want to play with a newbie, you'll have to hurry."

"Hey, I'm standing right here! Can't you at least have the decency to gossip about me behind my back?" Jake tried to keep a straight face, but broke up when all three of the women parked their fists on their hips.

"Get him out of here, girls." Lesa said while still laughing. "I'm not twenty-one any more, and may have to call in sick as it is. I'm going to need a lot of rest and a soak in a hot tub before I can move further than my kitchen tomorrow morning."

The three of them gathered up their things and made their way to the door thanking Lesa for inviting them into her beautiful home.

Outside they squeezed into Jake's battered Subaru to make the short trip downtown from Oakdale. Sara sat in the front with Jake after Leslie climbed over the folded bucket seat to sit in the back. Her little skirt had no chance of covering even part of her ass during the maneuver.

"You have really beautiful breasts, Sara." Jake remarked as he looked to his right. The streetlight left her face in shadow, but really showcased her boobs.

Turning a bit to her left Sara put her hand on Jake's forearm. "Jake, I know there's an expectation that the three of us are going to go somewhere and have wild, abandoned sex, but that's just not the case."

"I know. Lesa is an instigator, isn't she? I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I just have a new-found appreciation for mammary glands and their support structure, and yours are very well supported," he replied with less confidence before continuing. "I expect no more from you now than I did yesterday. I'm just not afraid of you any more. Would you be more comfortable if I didn't complement you on your beauty?"

"Damn, you do learn fast," Leslie said from the back seat. She leaned forward and continued. "Sara and I are committed to Marvin, but I suspect he's upset with me for having sex with Ralph, even though he told me to. That's not ... well, maybe it is a bit of a come-on, I hate to sound mercenary, but I promised myself that a fraud would never take me in. May I see your CAP card, please?"

Jake took a quick glance at the nervous woman in the backseat of his car and then looked at the tense expression on Sara's face before he let his breath out with a sigh and reached for his wallet. The tight confines of the seatbelt and steering wheel made it a struggle to extract it. Knowing it would take two hands to retrieve it from the hidden inner pocket, he handed his wallet to Sara, telling her where the card was and how to get it out.

After fishing it out she laid the wallet in her lap and angled the card to catch the light coming through the windshield and gasped. She looked from the card to Jake and back again a couple of times before handing the card over her shoulder to her friend. She was unable to speak.

Leaning back to catch enough light to read the card, Leslie exclaimed, "Eight-point-seven! I think I just came on your upholstery, Jake."

"Leslie!" Sara shouted twisting in the seat to look into the back. "My God!'

"Sorry, Sare'. But between this card and Lesa's praise all he'll need to do is smile in my direction to get a BJ from me," Leslie remarked as she handed the card back to Sara. "What will I need to do to get you to fuck me, Jake?"

"Jesus, Leslie! You're sounding like a total slut, and I know better." Sara was totally shocked by Leslie's behavior.

"How about it, Jake, do you want a slut or a demure lady? I can be whatever you want me to be." A quick glance at her sincere face was enough to convince Jake that she was serious.

"Thank you for your acceptance of me, Leslie. Just be yourself. We'll see how things go between us, okay?" Jake could tell that he was not reassuring her. "Lesa was my first and I don't really know how I feel about her." He tried to explain. "I have a lot of emotions distorting my thoughts right now. I may need some time to sort them out. Yes, she may be a bit old to be my steady girlfriend, but I think I can really be serious about a relationship with her."

"You were really a virgin tonight?" Sara asked. Turning to Leslie she continued, "Give it up, Leslie. Guys are really enamored by their first fuck; remember how Bobby Peterman followed me around for weeks after that freshman beer fest?" Sara was calming down a bit and trying to bring some reality into Leslie's fantasies.

"Yeah, I remember. That was during your slut phase, I haven't had mine yet."

"Ah," Sara gasped, "bitch!" and started laughing.

"Actually, Jake, you need to be thinking about having six girlfriends." Leslie observed from the back seat as they pulled into the student parking lot. That idea clearly took Jake by surprise. He'd never considered the fact that his CAP score gave him the right to select six concubines, and that he would be expected to keep all of them pregnant!