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Girl's Soccer Coach  
approx 30,000 words 
Codes: Mf, first, cons, rom, slow

This story is about the relationships of some female youth soccer
players and their coach, a young man who goes into girls' soccer
coaching involuntarily. Some of the relationships began as pure
sexual attractions, but there is also a romance driven one. The
situation gets more and more complex as the characters and the
relationships develop.

Bingain
http://storiesonline.net
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/bingain/www

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Girls' Soccer Coach
An Olexander Skripnik Adventure Story
Copyright (C) 2005, Bingain (Mf, 1st, cons, romance, slow)

Chapter 5

I had known Diana for more than three years and I had never seen her in a
skirt.  I had also never seen her wearing makeup.  So when I opened the
door on Saturday morning, I naturally looked her up and down.  She was
wearing a beach sand color V-necked sweater inside her jacket and a
knee-length batik shirred skirt.  She had on light make up and lipstick.

   Diana had a little pink on her face.  "How do I look?" she asked.

   "You're gorgeous" I said.

   "Thanks," Diana said, as she came into my apartment.

   "I thought you're coming in the afternoon."

   "I want to go through the pages again before the submission," Diana
said. "I know you have to go out, so I came a little earlier."

   "Oh, okay."

   I went over to the coffee table and picked up a wrapped box.  "Happy
birthday, Diana," I said.  I gave her the gift.

   "Thanks," Diana said, unwrapping the box to take out her new belt.  "And
where is Chelsea's?"

   "She didn't tell me to buy one for you."

   "No," Diana said.  "She called me last night.  She said she forgot my
address so she sent it here."

   "I haven't got it yet," I said.  "Maybe in the afternoon, or Monday."

   "Okay," Diana said.  "So are you going now?"

   "Yeah," I said.  "You help yourself.  I'll be back around four.  And
remember, no cooking.  I'm taking you out for dinner."

   I went to an Orthodox church in Teaneck and witnessed the baptismal
ceremony of my second god-son -- my older brother's second son.  We went to
my brother's house after the ceremony to have lunch and a gathering before
I left for my home.

   I took Diana to a restaurant with a castle-look near the mall we used to
go to.  Their food turned out to be only average but the atmosphere was
pretty nice.

   "Do you mind if I watch a movie with you?" Diana said after the dinner.
"It's still a little early, and dad's working."

   "Is he?" I said, smiling.

   "Yeah," Diana said, giggling.  "Not lying this time."

   "Which movie?" I said.

   "The Taylor Predicament?"

   "Okay," I said.  "Loews cinema?"

   "No," Diana said, giggling.  "It's on HBO."

   "Oh," I said, chuckling.  "Cinema Alex?"

   "Sure," Diana said, still giggling.

   We went back to my apartment.  I took soft drinks from the fridge and we
got ready for the movie on the TV.

   I turned to look at Diana when I heard her breathing deeply.  I knew she
was going to say something.

   "You haven't given me my birthday kiss yet," Diana finally said, when
she found me looking at her.

   "Yeah," I said, smiling.  I leaned over to give her a kiss on her cheek.

   "That's not what I meant," Diana said softly, looking at my chest.

   "You want that?" I said after a brief moment of silence.

   "You don't want?"

   "Okay," I said.  I leaned over again, lowered my head, and gave her a
peck on the lips.

   "That's better," Diana said, smiling.  "But it seemed like a first grade
one."

   I chuckled.

   "Don't you want to?" Diana said again, looking at my face.

   I took a few deep breaths.  "Yeah," I said.  "But I think I should
wait."

   "I don't," Diana said.  "Well, I mean I don't want to wait." She giggled
as she flushed.

   "I'm eleven years older than you," I said.

   "So?"

   "You're not eighteen yet."

   "So?"

   "I may go to jail."

   "So?"

   I laughed.  Diana was giggling.

   "Well," Diana said.  "You're not in jail yet."

   I looked at her.

   Diana smiled.  "She didn't tell me," she said.  "But I'm not blind."

   I thought over it.  "You have not done it before, have you?"

   "No," Diana said slowly, with a very flushed face.  "Actually, the kiss
you are going to give me will be the first time, too.  And you know what?"

   "What?"

   "I have been saving it," Diana said.  "I want to, well, you know, I
don't want to do it just because everyone else has done it.  You know what
I mean?"

   "Yeah," I said.  I heard my voice getting dry.

   "I want something special for my birthday," Diana said, lowering her
head.  "It's going to be great, isn't it?"

   "Yeah," I said.  Then I knew I shouldn't be saying anything like that. I
corrected myself.  "Well, I don't know.  I'm not sure." I knew my voice was
very dry.

   Diana giggled.  Then she smiled at me and said.  "You do want me, don't
you?"

   I began breathing rapidly again.  Then I saw Diana tilting her face and
leaning over.  She closed her eyes with an eager smile on her face.

   I lowered my face, and our lips met.  Diana had very soft lips.  She let
me rub my lips on hers.  I began nibbling her lower lip.  I began reaching
a hand over to her waist.  I held her in my arms as I licked her lips. 
Diana opened her mouth and let me explored it.  She was very passive,
unlike everyone I had kissed before.  Diana slowly learned my way and she
followed.

   We were both breathing a little heavily when we parted.  I also saw her
eyes glistening.  She gave me an irresistible sweet smile.  I held her in
my arms, and kissed her again.  Diana was a little more responsive this
time.  I knew very well both of us were not going anywhere.  I began
running my hands over her waist and her back.  I slowly moved a hand down
to her thighs, then to her knee, and then inside her skirt.  Diana quivered
when my fingers were on her skin.  I could almost felt the follicles on her
thigh swelling.  She moaned into my mouth.

   Diana broke the kiss as my fingers began stroking higher and higher
inside her skirt.  She looked at my eyes, and gripping my shoulder.  She
began breathing faster and faster.  I slowly moved another hand over her
breast, and caressed her through her sweater.  I felt her nipple growing
stiff through the fabric.  Diana alternated looking at my face and my arms,
while breathing rather heavily, with her mouth half open.  I slowly glided
my hand on her breasts down to the hem of her sweater and slipped inside.

   Diana quivered again as I touched her bare waist underneath her sweater.
"Should I take it off?" She breathed.  Her voice was also dry, and her
expression was a little tense.

   I smiled at her, withdrew my hand from inside her skirt, and moved it
towards her sweater.  I slowly lifted her sweater over her body.  Diana
raised her arms feebly as her sweater slowly went off her.  She was wearing
a light nude color stretch pads bra.  Diana had a light bronzed complexion
apparently given by her Italian ethnic.  Her skin looked smooth like silk.

   I looked at her chest briefly and then looked at her face.  Diana looked
at me with a somehow anxious expression, as if she was very worried I would
not like what I saw.  I smiled at her again, and began running a finger on
her skin.  The surface was silk-like.  I slowly traced my finger along her
pads.

   "Do you like this?" I said teasingly.

   Diana smiled, while slowly nodding.

   I gathered my fingers on her skin, sliding all over her bare skin,
extending slowly toward her back, until I found her clips.  I undid her
bra, and stroke her back, moving slowly to her side, and then along her
arms to her shoulder.  I lifted the straps and glided them off her arms. 
Diana's face had become a little tense again.

   "I like what I see," I said while watching her breasts.

   Diana's breasts, although a bit small, were very nicely shaped.  Gravity
had almost no effect on them.  Her areolas were rather light in color, and
did not make a strong contrast to her skin color.  Her nipples were rather
pale.  They were stiff and erected.

   Diana smiled contentedly at me, and her tension gone.

   I started tracing my fingers along the perimeter of her soft mound, and
then slowly towards the tips, while watching Diana's face.  She was
watching my finger movements.  I drew closer and closer to her nipples. 
Diana uttered a sigh at the contact, and she quivered again.  She turned to
look at me.  Her eyes were a little wet.

   "I didn't know..." she breathed.  "I didn't know it's so good."

   I leaned over and we kissed once again.  I took her in my arms after the
kiss and took her into my room.  I carefully laid here in my bed, then I
slowly removed my clothes.  Diana didn't move while watching me strip.  I
smiled at her when I was down to my last piece of clothing, and she smiled
back.  I glanced at her as I slide my briefs down.  Diana was focusing her
eyes on my erection.  She smiled with a little embarrassment when she
noticed I was watching her.

   I went into the bed, sitting on her side, and let her look at my cock at
a closer distance.  She studied my cock briefly, then turned to look at me.
I reached for her hand, and guided it towards my cock.  Diana began giving
feathery touches along my shaft, switching her eyes between my cock and my
face.

   "Do you like this?" Diana said softly, while watching her fingers
gliding slowly up and down my cock.

   "Yeah.  Do you?"

   "Yeah," she said, looking up at my face, smiling.

   I leaned my face down, and we kissed once again.  Diana was very
passionate this time, sucking my tongue avidly.  I also began stroking her
breast and her waist as she maintained her feathery touches on my cock.

   Very soon I heard heavy breathing from Diana again.  I also felt the
soft touches on my cock had occasionally become firm grips.  Very soon it
became an intolerable tease.

   I found my hand struggling to get underneath Diana.  She raised her hip
a little.  I began unclipping her skirt, then opened her zipper.  We were
no longer kissing.  Diana looked at me keenly.  I smiled at her as I moved
both hands to lowered her skirt down.  She let go of my cock on the way. 
Diana was wearing nutmeg color sleek bikini panties.  I could spot darkness
hinting of her hair underneath the semi-sheer frosted fiber.

   I turned to look at Diana when her skirt was off her feet.  Her tense
expression had returned, even though she was smiling.  I began to slide her
panties down.  Diana had thick and untrimmed black public hair.  She had
also held her legs together.  I didn't have to see to know she was once
again tense.  I slowly removed her last piece of garment.  I looked at
Diana again as my fingers were gliding on her thigh.

   Diana took a deep breath.

   "It may hurt," I said softly.

   "I want it," Diana said softly.  She slowly spread her legs apart.

   I continued stroking her thigh while watching her face.  I slowly got
closer and closer to her groin.  I felt her damp coarse hair, then Diana
jumped slightly as my fingers were sliding along her moist vaginal lips. 
Her legs went stiff.

   I paused, and moved on when Diana had eased off a little.  I felt her
swollen labia.  I traced my moistened fingers tenderly over it as Diana
started gulping air.  I knew it was her hymen when I reached her slit. 
Diana went stiff again.

   I knew Diana was most likely not going to enjoy her voyage to womanhood
given her reaction on the foreplay.  I decided to spend a little time
giving her some nice moments first.

   I bent down to kiss her on the lips, slowly moving on to her jaw, and
then down her neck, as my fingers moved away from her groin and began
caressing her thigh.  Diana went from breathing heavily to giving
occasional moans.  I could see through the corner of my eyes that she was
digging her fingers into the bed sheet.

   I continued licking and kissing her silky skin.  I began smelling her
musky aroma as I approached her groin.  Diana quivered once again as I
inched my way towards her virginity.  Finally her swelled pink labia were
within inches from me.  I lapped the surrounding area as her hips began
jerking.

   Diana moaned loudly when my lips finally touched her labia.  Her legs
nearly clamped into my face.  I halted as she slowly loosened herself up
and let me go on.  I ran my tongue along her slit very slowly, occasionally
sucking her oozing juices, giving her time to get acquainted to the new
stimulation.  Finally I probed inside her slit, and Diana let out a squeal.

   As my tongue explored her inside, Diana's entire body began shaking.  I
ran my fingers on her thighs as my tongue slithered in and out of her
pussy. Diana moaned intermittingly through tight teeth as she quavered.  I
began feeling her legs getting stiff, and her groin pushing to my face.  I
knew she was arching.

   Diana went completely flaccid.  I lifted my head to look at her.  The
only sign Diana was still alive was her heaving chest and her loud panting.
I stopped all my teases and sat besides her, watching her recovering.

   Finally Diana opened her eyes.  There were tears in her eyes.  She let
out a long sigh, and smiled joyfully at me.

   "My goodness," she said weakly.  "This is unbelievable."

   I smiled as I stroke her hair.  "I'm glad you like it," I said.

   After a while, Diana talked again.  "Do you want it now?"

   "Do you?"

   "You know I do."

   I smiled, and turned around to the night table.

   "I'm on pills," Diana said softly.

   I turned to look at her.  "You're on pills?"

   Diana's face had been flushed ever since our first kiss, but she was in
total redness now.  "I started it when I started lying to you," she said,
smiling.

   I nearly laughed.

   Diana spread her legs wide apart, looking at me eagerly.  I slowly went
atop her and positioned myself between her thighs.

   Despite the smile, I could feel Diana was getting tense again.  "Let me
know when it hurts," I said.

   Diana nodded, and started stroking my arms on her side.

   I leaned down to kiss her as I rubbed my cock against her groin.  I felt
Diana loosen up a little.  Diana smiled at me after the kiss, running her
fingers on my shoulder, and said.  "Make me your Diana now."

   I smiled.  I guided my cock to her wetness, rubbing her gently to get my
cock more lubricated.  I looked at her.  She tensed up again, and I knew
nothing would help at this point of time.  I gave myself a small push, and
found my tip gripped firmly by her vaginal lips.  Diana uttered a chirp. 
She closed her eyes, bit her lower lip as she breathed rapidly, sticking
her nails deep into my skin.  I stopped.

   Moments later Diana opened her eyes and let out a sigh.  "I'll never
forget this moment," she said, smiling.  "Hurts yet so joyful."

   I smiled at her, and then pushed slowly again.

   Diana's tension came back at once, and I felt my cock gripped firmly by
her internal muscle again, making the progress a little hard.  I had to go
very slowly and fight the pressure from her pussy muscles.  Diana had been
biting her lip again, while she breathed in rapid and short strokes. 
Eventually, I was at the bottom of her pussy.  My entire cock was engulfed
in her soft yet tight tunnel.  Diana heaved a small sigh as she smiled to
celebrate the end of a tiny journey.

   I remained fully embedded for a while, until I felt her getting a little
comfortable with me inside her.  I slowly withdrew from her, fighting the
pressure from her pussy muscles again.  I repeated the process again, and
again, very slowly.  Diana had been biting her lip throughout.  I knew
Diana wasn't going to have orgasm from the first sex of her life, and I
hope I could come faster so the painful process would end soon for her.

   I had sex with quite a number of women before, none of them was half as
tight as Diana.  Moving inside her, even with her full cooperation and
wetness, was a very grueling effort.  It was also somehow painful as
Diana's fingernails went deeper and deeper into my skin.  Finally I felt my
balls convulsing.  I looked into her eyes.  Diana seemed to be able to read
my mind.  She raised her hips a little more as I made my final push inside
her pussy, and stayed pressed against her cervix as I shot my seeds into
her.

   Diana pulled me down onto her after my ejaculation was over.  She
caressed my hair and shoulder as I recovered.  When I rose to roll off her,
I saw her smiling at me with tears on her face.

   "Hurts?" I said.

   "Yeah," Diana said softly.  "But also great."

   I stroked her shoulder as I supported myself with my elbows on top of
Diana.  Even though my cock was becoming limp, I could still feel a firm
envelop of warmth on it.  We looked at each other for a while before Diana
talked again.

   "I knew it was going to hurt," Diana said softly.  "It turns out a
little more than what I thought.  But know what?"

   "What?"

   "The feeling of becoming your woman and have you, you know, have you
inside me, is just amazingly wonderful.  It beats everything.  You're not
going to believe how happy I'm now."

   "Best birthday gift ever?" I teased her.

   Diana giggled.  "Yeah.  I wish I could have more birthdays."

   I chuckled.  "How about everyday?"

   "Is that a promise?"

   I laughed, causing my arm to shake.  "You know we can't," I said.  I
slowly rolled over and lay besides her.

   Diana crept over and laid her face on my chest.  "Yeah, I know.  But as
often as possible?"

   I laughed again.  "Okay." I said, as I ran my fingers over her hair.  We
then cuddled together in silence.

   "I wish I could stay here overnight," Diana said.

   "Me too," I said, and I turned my head to check the time.  "It's ten
thirty now.  Do you have to go now?"

   "Yeah," Diana said.  "I think so.  What are you doing tomorrow?"

   I smiled at her.  "Have you ever been to Cape May?"

   "No," she said, smiling.  "Whale watching?"

   "It'll be windy out there," I said.  "Take a windbreaker."

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   I picked up Diana on Monday on my way home after I got off work.  I went
to check my mailbox and found a small package there.  It was from Chelsea.
I knew it was her gift for Diana.  I gave it to her.

   Diana began opening the package while we were in the elevator.  She
picked up a birthday card and, all of a sudden, she halted and flushed when
she saw her gift.  I leaned over and took a look.  There were about a dozen
colorful wrappings, all condoms of various brands.

   I began laughing, so did Diana.

   "She's a bitch," Diana said, still flushed to her neck.  She closed the
cover of the package.  "She's a bitch," she repeated, and laughed again.

   I was still laughing when we got into my apartment.  Diana slapped my
arm before she opened the package again and read her birthday card.

   "She's a bitch," Diana said.  "Can I use your phone to call her?"

   "Of course.  You're going to tell her that?"

   "No," Diana said.  "She told me to call her.  But yes, I think I'll do
that, too." She giggled.

   Diana went over to use my phone.  It looked like Chelsea was expecting
her call, because Diana started calling her a bitch and laughing when the
call was connected.

   "Why?  Okay," Diana said.  She then covered the mouthpiece and looked at
me.  "Can I use your room to talk with her?"

   "Sure," I said.

   I went to the kitchen for a beer as Diana went into my room with the
phone and closed the door.  I turned on the TV and began flipping channels.

   It took more than an hour for Diana to reappear from my bedroom.  She
gave me the handset.

   "She wants to talk to you," Diana said, smiling.

   I took the phone from Diana's hand and she went to the bathroom.

   "Admit you have been lying," Chelsea said, laughing.  "And beg for my
forgiveness."

   "I can't admit anything," I said.  "Things got out of hand."

   "Yeah, yeah," Chelsea said.  "What a coincidence!"

   "Honestly," I said.  "How did you know you weren't sending an
inappropriate gift?"

   "You forgot I know everything?"

   "Okay, okay," I said, and laughed.

   "There's one thing," Chelsea said.  "Diana's a bitch.  She won't do the
talking, so I have to."

   "What is it?"

   "She offered a deal, and I reluctantly accepted.  Whenever I'm there,
she'll share you with me."

   I laughed.  "She offered?"

   "Well," Chelsea said, laughing.  "Does it matter?"

   "Are you serious?"

   "About the sharing?  Of course.  Go ask your victim."

   "But you have a guy following you everywhere."

   "Weren't you paying attention?" Chelsea said, giggling.  "I said when
I'm there."

   I was still staring at the TV when Diana came out of the bathroom,
smiling at me.

   "Did you really agree to that ridiculous thing?"

   "Yes," Diana said, smiling.  "I can't refuse.  It's for your benefit as
well." She giggled as she came over to sit beside me.

   I took her hand in mine and we sat in silence.

   "Does it still hurt?" I said a while latter.

   Diana giggled.  "A little.  But I still want it," she said, and leaned
over to kiss me.

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   I was on my way back after Thanksgiving dinner when my mobile phone
buzzed.  It was Diana.  She was in my apartment after her dinner.  I had
given her keys to my place.

   "Chelsea wants to come over," Diana said.  "Can you pick her up on the
way?"

   "When did she get back?"

   "Yesterday," Diana said.  "I forgot to tell you.  She called when you
were having shower."

   "Okay," I said.  "Tell her it'll be about forty minutes."

   Chelsea was jumping and jigging on the pavement as my jeep was pulling
over to the curb.  She quickly got into my jeep.

   "You're two minutes late," Chelsea said, making up an angry look.

   I laughed.  "You don't have to wait outside, silly."

   "Diana said I should, or I wouldn't get to have you first."

   I laughed as she giggled.

   "Wait...," I said.

   "No wait," Chelsea said.  "I have a good news and a bad news for you."

   I laughed once again.  "Bad news first."

   "That guy is not following my around anymore."

   "Oh," I said.  "I'm sorry to know it."

   "Nah, You are happy to know it," Chelsea said, giggling.

   "Okay, okay, okay," I said.  "What about good news?"

   Chelsea giggled again.  "Finally, I am beating Diana.  I'm sleeping with
you tonight and Diana will be crying in her bed."

   "You're not serious, are you?" I said after my laugh.

   "Of course I am.  I can't believe that she hasn't blown you yet."

   "My goodness," I said.

   "It's going to change," Chelsea said.  "I'm teaching her BJ101 tonight."

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   "No," Diana said in a pink face.  "Chelsea, you can have him all night.
I'll watch TV."

   "No," Chelsea said.  "I'll have him all night after BJ101.  Hey, I have
an idea."

   "What idea?"

   "I've not been in a threesome yet," Chelsea said.

   I began to feel pain from laughing.

   "Count me out," Diana said, laughing.

   "What if we call Barbara for a foursome?"

   "She's also broken off?" I said.

   "Oh," Chelsea said.  "I'm not sure.  Diana, do you know?"

   "I don't," Diana said.  "She didn't mention it."

   "Okay," Chelsea said, and pushed me to the back of the couch.  "Let's
get started.  Hey, Diana, don't laugh, come over."

   Diana shook her head, smiling.

   "I'll tell you what, Diana.  Okay, you can have him once before you go."

   "I'll wait," Diana said, giggling.  "I'll have my chances."

   "You're a bitch, Diana," Chelsea said.  "Come over here, or I'm quitting
NYU and fight with you for this guy."

   "Okay, okay," Diana said, moving over while giggling.

   "No, no," Chelsea said, as Diana was taking me into her mouth.  "This is
not a banana, it's called a cock.  C-o-c-k, cock." She giggled.

   Diana slammed her face into my lap as she laughed.  I was choking.

   "Okay," Chelsea said, after Diana had resumed.  "yeah, like this,
gently. No, no.  Not yet.  See his balls?  Yeah, fondle them.  Yeah, up and
down his shaft.  See how happy he is now?  Yeah, now.  Okay, now move your
finger down.  Yeah, there, pinch him gently..."

   Diana lifted her head after a while.  She had a choking expression.

   "What?" Chelsea said.  "You gag?"

   "Yeah," Diana said, taking deep breaths.

   "You're doing it too fast, Diana.  Take it a little at a time."

   "You show me," Diana said, smiling, after a few breaths.

   "No," Chelsea said.  "The only thing you'll see is him doing me."

   "I'll leave you guys alone."

   "Damn it," Chelsea said.  "You've forgotten it so fast?  We do it
together, together, together.  Do you get it?"

   Diana giggled.  "Okay.  Together, together, together."

   To tell the truth, it was not an enjoyable blow job, even though I
eventually shot inside Diana's mouth.  I was like a sex toy being used in a
sex education class.

   Diana looked at Chelsea, with a weird expression.  Apparently she was
holding my semen in her mouth.

   Chelsea giggled.  "I swallowed," she said.  "But it's up to you."

   Diana swallowed my seeds.

   "How do you like the taste?" Chelsea asked, which saved me from asking
an embarrassing question.

   "A little weird," Diana said.  "But I like it." She glanced at me with a
smile, and then went to get some tissue and cleaned me up.

   "Okay," Chelsea said.  "Diana, let's celebrate the completion of BJ101
before we take you home." She went over to her bag and took out a bottle of
wine.

   "Well," Diana said, after a glass of wine.  "I have to go now."

   "Okay," Chelsea said.  "Go get your key, Alex.  Diana, tell the truth,
are you jealous?"

   "Jealous about what?"

   "That I'm sleeping with him the entire night, and before you can do it."

   "No."

   "No?"

   "No."

   "Oh," Chelsea said.  "Well.  Wait.  Oh my God, you bitch.  You've
already done it?"

   Diana giggled as I turned my back and snickered.

   Chelsea began slapping Diana's arm while laughing.

   "Just once," Diana said to Chelsea.  "Dad had an overnight shift."

   "I'll never forgive you, both of you."

   "Well," Diana said.  "You did a lot of things with him before I had a
chance."

   "Okay," Chelsea said, smiling.  "Mitigation accepted.  And you can have
him tomorrow all day, as long as I get to watch.  Wait, that won't work. 
Leave me one shot."

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   Diana beamed at me when I went home one day in December.  "Guess what?"
she said.

   "You're pregnant?"

   Diana giggled, and slapped my arm.  "I'm going to Rutgers Newark," she
said.

   "Why not News Brunswick, and Princeton fails?"

   "Well," Diana said.  "Princeton accepts me.  But I still can't make it
after scholarship and financial aids."

   "I have told you I'll push you through."

   "I don't like it."

   "You don't have a choice, unless you don't want a future with me."

   Diana let out a sigh.  "Please."

   "You know I love you, don't you?"

   "I know," Diana said, smiling.  "Even though you never said it."

   I laughed.  Then I kissed her.

   "Let me help you through it," I said after the kiss.

   "I still don't like it."

   "You'll pay for the rent after you graduate."

   Diana giggled again.  "Okay."

   "Has your dad booked the trip yet?"

   "Yeah.  He's going on the twenty third for two weeks."

   "Where are we going?" I said.

   "Hotel Le Alex?"

   I laughed.  "Pocono?"

   "I can't ski."

   "I can't either.  We can learn together."

   Diana thought about it briefly.  "It's going to be costly."

   "Not as costly as going to Lake Placid," I said.  "And I haven't been to
a vacation for quite a while.  I haven't been to anywhere for a while.  I
have saved up a little."

   "You will make the reservation?"

   "Why don't you make it," I said.  "After all, I don't get to use the
computer."

   Diana slapped my arm again.  "Okay."

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   I saw Chelsea in my apartment on the twenty second when I came home.

   "Why are you here, Chelsea?" I asked, after kissing Diana.

   "Where is my kiss?" Chelsea said, glaring at me.

   I kissed Chelsea as Diana giggled.

   "Exams finished early," Chelsea said, after the kiss.  "Sheila gave me a
ride as she's going home before her trip to Montreal."

   "Help set up the table, Alex," Diana said.  "Meal is ready."

   "Where are you going for the holiday?" I asked Chelsea during the
dinner.

   Chelsea let out a sigh.  "No where," she said.  "That's why I'm here."
She laughed.

   "Poor girl," I said.

   "What are we doing for Christmas?" Chelsea said, after her laugh.

   I looked at Diana.

   "We're going to the Pocono on the twenty sixth," Diana said.

   "Pocono?"

   "Yeah."

   "Well," Chelsea said.  "Well, enjoy the trip."

   "Thanks," Diana said.

   "I have a headache," Chelsea said.  "I think I need to go home."

   "Okay," Diana said.

   "What is this?" Chelsea said, when Diana gave her an envelope.

   "I don't know," Diana said.  "But it's for you."

   Chelsea opened the envelope.  She took a few deep breaths.  "You're a
bitch, Diana," she screamed.

   Diana jumped from her seat as Chelsea started pinching her.  Chelsea
chased Diana to the couch and started poking and tickling her.  "You're the
worst bitch I've ever seen," she said, laughing.

   "And you, too," Chelsea said, turning to me when she heard me laughing.
She ran over to me and started poking me.

   "Okay," Chelsea said, still panting, after we all got back to our seats.
"First of all, I will get to sleep with him first when we get there."

   "Okay," Diana said, giggling.

   "That's not all, you bitch," Chelsea said, laughing.  "He's all mine
during the entire trip."

   "Okay."

   "Well," Chelsea said.  "Okay, you can have him every other time.  I love
you, Diana."

   "I love you, too, Chelsea," Diana said, and leaned over to hug Chelsea.

   "You're so nice to me you can have him tonight," Chelsea said.

   "No," Diana said.  "I have to go after the dinner.  Dad's at home.  He's
yours tonight."

   Chelsea smiled at Diana, then at me.  "Hear that?" she said to me.

   "You're mine tonight."

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   "It's beautiful," Diana exclaimed, as we stood in front of the cottage
we reserved at the Pocono.  It overlooked the lake and had its private
terrace.

   "Yeah.  It's beautiful," I said.

   "Too bad it's winter now," Chelsea said.  "I've never had sex in an open
terrace."

   Diana had to hold on to Chelsea to keep falling as she laughed.  "Should
we come in the summer again?" she said.

   "Of course," Chelsea said, grinning at Diana.  "Only he and me."

   "Well," I said, after the laugh.  "I'm freezing.  Let's get inside."

   The following night, I regretted having suggesting a ski vacation.  I
didn't know I would end up working on the exhaustive beginners lessons
during the day and sleeping with two merciless girls at night.

   "Diana, I guess we'll have to try lesbian sex tonight," Chelsea said
while we were watching TV in the cottage.  We had just finished dinner on
our last night of stay.

   "Well," Diana said.  "Do you want to give him a last chance?"

   "Can you?" Chelsea said to me.

   "No.  Not now," I said, then laughed.

   "Well, Alex," Chelsea said.  "You have one hour.  So, Diana, are you
going to stay at the residence when you go to Princeton?"

   "No," Diana said.  "Too expensive for me.  Alex will try to find a place
somewhere near Morristown or so."

   "Oh," Chelsea said, smiling.  "Does your dad know about that plan?"

   Diana giggled.  "Of course no.  He thought I'm going to stay at the
residence."

   "What if he decides to move to Seattle, or she moves over?"

   "I'll still be staying at the residence," Diana said, smiling.  "I think
it's rather unlikely for her to move over though.  She's a nurse, and has
two kids and a mom to take care of.  I think it's easier for dad to move
over there, if it ever happens."

   "What about you, Chelsea?" I said.  "I mean your parents."

   "Oh," Chelsea said.  "They're selling the house.  Dad will move out. 
Mom will move next door.  I'll use your room when I come home from school."

   "Are you going to work during the summer?" I said.

   "Good point," Chelsea said.  "But I'm smarter, I know the answer." She
grinned at Diana and me.

   "Sheila is marrying her fianc� in June," Chelsea went on.  "They're
buying a house.  I'm moving in with them.  I'll pay my rent by blowing
Sheila's hubby."

   After the laugh, Diana said.  "How did you break off with that guy who
was following you around?"

   "There was no break off," Chelsea said, laughing.  "We didn't get to the
point where you will need a break off."

   "Why not?" I said.

   "Because he's an idiot, a very dirty idiot.  We were at a dance and I
was going to the ladies room.  I forgot my bag so I went back.  Guess what
I saw?"

   "What?" we asked.

   "He was drugging my drink," Chelsea said, laughing again.  "I was so
horny I would have forced him to do it with me, and he drugged my drink. 
What a moron!"

   "That's a real turn off, huh?" I said.

   Chelsea poked me.  "Drop your pants," she said.  "I don't care if you
can make it.  You're going to make me come twenty times.  No, no, two
hundred times."

   "No, no," Diana added, laughing.  "Two thousand times."

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   Diana got up from my bed and started getting dressed.  I also started
put on my clothes.  We went down to my jeep.  I drove away from the parking
lot.

   "I don't like this," Diana said, giggling.

   "Me either," I said, laughing.  "But it's going to be just two months
before you can claim you're living in a residence."

   I took Diana to her temporarily home nearly twenty miles away.  Diana's
dad had moved to Seattle.  He left his daughter with his younger brother
before she went to college.  I knew Diana had quite some heated talks with
her dad, who would prefer that Diana move to Seattle with him.  Diana of
course had a very good reason.  It would be too late for her to change her
college plan, and she was going to a very reputable college.

   I moved to an apartment in Basking Ridge before Diana started college.
It was about half way between Princeton and Randolph, which suited both
Diana and myself for our comminuting.  I bought a used car for Diana.

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   I was packing for my winter recess at work when Diana called me.  It was
going to be the second Christmas we spent together since Diana's dad had
left for his new life in the west coast.

   "Can you go pick up Chelsea at Summit train station?" Diana said.  "I'm
responding to a webpage job and can't go there now."

   "I thought she's going home first," I said.  "Don't tell me she's broken
off again."

   Diana giggled.  "She has," she said.  "She was relieved when she knew I
wasn't going on a vacation and leaving her alone."

   "Alright," I said.  "Anything I need to buy on the way?"

   "No," Diana said.  "Chelsea has bought us some desserts."

   "Okay," I said.  "See you at home.  I love you."

   "I love you, too."

   "You're half an hour late," Chelsea said, glaring at me, when she got
into my jeep.  "Do you know it's freezing outside?"

   "Sorry," I said.  "But the Turnpike is very congested."

   "Apology accepted," she said.  "On one condition." She started giggling.

   I shook my head.  "Why aren't you going home first?"

   "Why should I?"

   "It's Christmas."

   "It's not Christmas, silly," she said.  "Christmas is tomorrow."

   "Okay, okay."

   A little after I pulled off from Highway 287, Chelsea spoke.  She had
been rather silent since the Christmas talk.

   "Do you mind walking with me in the park for a while?"

   "I thought you said it's freezing."

   "Yeah," Chelsea said.  "Alright, never mind."

   I stopped my jeep at Southard Park, and we walked along a track.

   "I don't know what to do," Chelsea said.

   "What is the problem?"

   "Do you know I hate Diana?"

   "Why?"

   "Because she has the gut; she has the persistence; she knew it was near
impossible, but she still went for it without hesitation.  That's why she
has you."

   I mulled it over.  I had never thought about it, but I would agree with
Chelsea.

   "Well," I said.  "Yeah.  And also, she loves me a lot.  That's why."

   "Me too."

   I turned to look at Chelsea.  She was also looking at me.

   "You have no clue why I split every month or two, do you?" she said.

   I had no clue.  I gaped at her.

   Chelsea sighed.  "Don't worry," she said.  "I'm working on a transfer.
Actually I've been trying.  I hate myself."

   I still couldn't talk.  My mobile phone buzzed.  It was Diana.

   "If the confession is over," Diana said.  "Dinner is ready." She
giggled, and hung up.

   "It's Diana," I told Chelsea.  "She said dinner is ready."

   Chelsea laughed.  "She's a bitch," she said, and then sighed before
going on.  "Let's go."

   We went home.  Dinner wasn't ready yet, although I could smell tater and
bacon from the kitchen.  Diana was sitting on the couch with a bottle of
wine and some glasses on the coffee table.  She waved us over and passed me
the bottle.

   While I was opening the bottle, Diana said to Chelsea, smiling.  "So how
was the confession?  What did he say?"

   Chelsea burst out laughing, then started poking Diana.  "You're a bitch,
do you know that?  Do you know I hate you?"

   "You said you love me," Diana said, giggling.

   "I lied to you," Chelsea said.  "I hate you."

   I poured wine into the glasses.  I gave them their glasses, and took
mine and went to sit in the recliner.  I knew I had better let them talk
without my interruption.

   Diana sipped her wine.  "But I love you," she said.

   "Okay," Chelsea said.  "I love you, too, but I still hate you."

   "I'm thinking about next Christmas," Diana said.  "Maybe Lake Placid. 
Should I still include you?"

   I had not seen Chelsea flushed for a long time.  "Well," Chelsea said in
a pink face.  "I don't know.  I'm not sure where I will by then."

   "You still love him?"

   Chelsea took a deep breath.  "Yeah," she said softly, glancing at me. 
"I think so."

   "And you know he still loves you?"

   "Nah," Chelsea said.  "He loves you."

   "And you too, silly."

   Chelsea turned to look at me.  "No," She turned back to look at Diana.
"He doesn't."

   "He does," Diana said.  "I don't think he has a clue."

   Chelsea began breathing heavily.  "What should I do?"

   "You have the even numbers," Diana said, giggling.  "I have the odd
numbers."

   "Can I have him first tonight?" Chelsea said.  "You know, you had him
last night.  I was lonely last night."

   "Okay."

   "And tomorrow?"

   Diana burst out laughing.  I spilled my wine.

   "Okay."

   "And this entire Christmas holiday?" Chelsea said, giggling.

   "We'll roll dice," Diana said, laughing.  "How's that?"

   "I'll draw up a contract," Chelsea said, laughing.  "I don't trust you,
either of you."
   I didn't say a word.  I knew my big trouble had just begun.  


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End

Written by Bingain
Last Updated: 05/29/2005


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