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VIP-BTC2: Chapter 60
🕑 Added 2023-04-30 19:01:00 +0000 UTC-- CHAPTER 60: The New Girls --
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With so many people going on this trip, there was no way we’d all fit into one car. Plus, we were departing from two separate locations, so it had already been decided that Sam would bring Zofi, Naimh, Belle, Mari, and Alice from our hometown in her Escalade, and I would drive the other girls in my minivan.
Mammoth Mountain was not a short drive from Berkeley: about five and a half hours in decent traffic. Lake Tahoe would’ve been much closer and had perfectly good ski resorts. To get to Mammoth, I’d basically drive three hours to Lake Tahoe, and then drive another two-and-a-half hours southwards along the other side of the Sierra Nevada mountain range. Mammoth ostensibly had even higher-quality snow at a higher elevation, but the real reason we wanted to go to Mammoth was because none of us had ever gone before! A four-night trip to an undiscovered winter wonderland without parental supervision (and WITH a hot tub) was totally worth the drive, and I was in an eager, excited mood as I made the last few thrusts into Eva’s soaking wet snatch before slamming forward one final time and blasting her womb full of my baby-makers.
Oh, right, did I forget to mention Eva?
The gorgeous Eurasian beauty had flown into San Francisco this morning on a red-eye flight from Kauai and then taken a SuperShuttle to Berkeley, getting dropped off at Mrs. Morris’s house so she could pack for the trip. And she was still there when I’d called her mid-morning to let her know I was back at my house, and that she was welcome to come over whenever she was ready.
Three minutes later, the doorbell rang exactly twice.
I didn’t need to get up and go open the door; Eva had her own key after all. Still, I stood up to greet her while I heard the door open and then shut a moment later. I heard the sounds of a rollaboard suitcase getting parked against the wall in the hallway. And when Eva turned the corner from the short hallway into the living room, I flashed her a shaka sign and greeted with a grin, “Howzit, hoalauna?”
Eva launched herself at me.
I believe her exact words were, “Get that big dick out. My cock socket needs some priority service.”
I wasn’t exactly surprised to find that the hapa Hawaiian girl was horny after spending a week away. I managed to not collapse under the force of her aggressive assault and staggered back to the couch with Eva in my arms until I sat down heavily on a cushion, and she quickly hopped into my lap, gripping the back of my head and cramming her tongue down my throat. I was rock-hard in my shorts, having not ejaculated at all this morning. And I was more than ready to go.
You may be wondering why I hadn’t ejaculated at all this morning. The short answer is that Skylar was a little fucked-out. After spending all of Saturday afternoon eating Skylar to orgasm after orgasm before climbing on and seeing if my big dick could reach even more virgin territory deep inside her pussy, stretching her lips with my thickness while she masturbated herself, and pawing at her big breasts with my hands while she straddled me, she’d finally run out of gas in time for dinner. We’d eaten, drank a little more wine, and then fell right back into bed to have even more sex.
By morning, Skylar was feeling sore again. Her poor pussy still wasn’t used to getting stretched as wide as it had been getting stretched as often as I’d been stretching it within the span of a few hours. Did I wake up horny? Yes. But I’d already convinced Skylar to accept Naimh’s invitation and join us on the Mammoth Mountain trip. And knowing that we’d be together for the next five days made it easy to let her body rest, recuperate, and be soothed by her newly purchased supply of the girls’ preferred topical cream rather than stretch her again.
Eva, on the other hand, wanted to get stretched as soon as humanly possible. So we made quick work of both of our clothes, got her pussy stretched, and we were off to the races.
Eva’s claws came out, too.
She rode me on the couch while she scratched my back. I banged her on top of the coffee table while she scratched my back. The only way I could get her to NOT scratch my back was to roll myself onto my back across the shag rug on the floor (which actually hurt a bit from the scratch marks, although the pleasure of her tight pumping pussy was a welcome distraction).
I let her ride me in a sort of crab position with her feet planted flat to either side of my shoulders. But after she came and I felt ready to lose my load, I flipped us over and hammered her hard until I slammed forward one final time and blasted her womb full of my baby-makers…
… while she was scratching my back.
The things we do for love…
… I mean like. Not love. Eva and I weren’t like that. We were friends. Just friends. Kinda.
Moving on.
After Eva and I got up and cleaned ourselves up, I called Skylar to confirm that she was ready to go. I put my suitcase and Eva’s into the trunk of my minivan, smirking and shaking my head when Eva went and sat in the very last row by the passenger-side window with her long legs stretched into the empty space in front of her. I frowned, wordlessly gesturing forward at the empty shotgun seat, but she simply grinned and waved me off before wordlessly pointing down at the seat she already occupied.
A few minutes later, I parallel parked the minivan in front of the apartment building’s driveway, Skylar emerged with her suitcase, and I greeted her on the sidewalk with a warm hug and a fierce kiss.
Eva rolled open the sliding door to remark, “Okay Neevie told me you two had finally hooked up, but it’s still a little mind-boggling to see it right in front of my face.”
“There’s something else I’d like to put right in front of your face,” Skylar replied saucily, which managed to shut Eva up, much to Skylar’s delight.
But a moment later, Eva recovered enough to release a sniff that I thought might have been a laugh as she turned to me. Waggling her finger at the blonde she commented, “She is definitely going to fit right in.”
“Exactly what Zofi said,” I replied.
“Ah yes, one last OG BTC girl for me to finally meet,” Eva said with a nod. “I’m especially curious to meet that one. I haven’t forgotten Belle calling me ‘Evil Zofi’ a couple of times.”
“Belle called you what now?” I arched an eyebrow.
Skylar started laughing, eyeing Eva in the van. “Ahhh, I get it.”
Eva sniffed again and lowered her oversized sunglasses over a playfully malevolent blue gaze before retreating to her lair in the rear row. I rolled my eyes, sighed, and grabbed the handle of Skylar’s suitcase. “Let’s just get going.”
I put Skylar’s suitcase into the trunk while she went to sit shotgun. Seconds later, I shifted the van into gear and pulled out onto the road. And Skylar immediately turned around in her seat, looking back at Eva as she asked, “So how was it being back in Kauai?”
“Fine. Small kine,” Eva replied concisely. “Also, no one cares. Skylar: How was it fucking Matty for the first time?”
“Bloody hell he’s amazing,” Skylar enthused immediately.
“Go on,” Eva drawled.
“I thought all the stuff the girls said to hype him up was just teasing. Couldn’t be real.”
“Go onnn,” she said, stretching out the word.
“But from the first moment I felt myself getting stretched wider than I’d ever felt in my life, felt him pushing deeper than I’d ever felt in my life, and felt the strength of his arms holding me more forcefully than I’d ever felt in my life, I wondered why the fuck had I been waiting for so long?”
“Oh do go on.”
“Please tell me you two aren’t going to be talking about sex for the entire drive,” I muttered.
“Shh, don’t interrupt,” Skylar scolded, reaching across the gap between us to tap my upper arm twice.
“Yeah, don’t interrupt,” Eva repeated as she unbuckled her seatbelt right there while we were still cruising down Cedar Street towards the freeway. But she quickly slid into the nearest middle-row seat and buckled up again. “The two of us are gonna have a little fun.”
Resigned to the topic, I renewed my focus on the road as best one could with two of his lovers comparing notes in the back seat.
Comfortably settled into her new spot, Eva continued, “So how did it happen? Neevie told me you and Zofi did a double-date with him before going back to the house and having a wild threesome, but I didn’t get all of the details.”
“Oh, we certainly had a wild threesome,” Skylar confirmed, keeping her seatbelt buckled but twisting sideways to bring her legs into the gap between the front bucket seats so she could better face Eva. “Zofi is amazing. Never thought I could hit it off so quickly with a girl I’d never met before.”
“Can’t wait to find out for myself.” Eva grinned, and when I glanced at her in the rearview mirror, I found the Hawaiian girl’s eyebrows waggling suggestively at Skylar. Who’d have ever thought Eva would be flirting with Skylar? Eva then continued, “But you weren’t expecting Zofi to be there, right? How did it feel to show up at the house and find another girl there?”
“Well in all honesty, I wasn’t that surprised,” Skylar admitted. “I mean: I’d hoped to find him alone, but this is Matty. How often does he NOT have another girl with him?”
Eva chortled. “That’s a very good point.”
“I’d actually prepped in my head how I’d react if Neevie was with him, or even Belle or Sam. Neevie I knew would just grab my hand and drag me upstairs while hollering for Matty to follow us. Belle I figured I’d simply offer to let her--”
“--let her slurp a creampie out of you and she’d be good,” Eva finished.
Skylar laughed. “Precisely.”
“Good call, works every time,” Eva nodded sagely.
“Sam was the only one who gave me pause. I’ve noticed she… ah…” Skylar paused, unsure if she should continue.
“Sam’s a little jealous of you,” Eva stated matter-of-factly.
“Riiight?!?” Skylar exclaimed. “You noticed too? I was wondering if it was only in my head.”
“It’s not only in your head,” Eva confirmed. “Remember the first time Sam ever saw you? She immediately introduced herself as ‘Matty’s Head Girlfriend’.”
“You caught that too?” Skylar asked with a laugh. “And then she gives me these looks whenever she sees me: not exactly cold, but not exactly warm and welcoming, either.”
“Sam’s a really great human being. She can be warm and welcoming, but she’s also used to being the resident big-titted blonde of The BTC,” Eva observed. “You’re a threat to her Alpha Queen status.”
“I’m no threat.” Skylar waved dismissively. “I’ve no interest in usurping anyone’s position, and I’d never take Matty away from the rest of you. Sam’s his girlfriend. Now maybe she’s not his ‘Head’ girlfriend anymore, but I know how much she loves him and how important he is to her. I’m not asking him to be my boyfriend, and I’m not trying to compete with her. I just… The only thing I want…”
“You want to feel Matty’s big dick drilling into you over and over and over again, giving you orgasm after orgasm and showering you with unbelievable pleasure over and over and over again.” Eva grinned.
Skylar laughed with her. “Yes. That.”
Eva sighed. “And you want him to wrap you up in your arms whenever you need a hug - to know with absolute certainty that he’ll be a willing listener, a sympathetic soul, and a fierce protector so that you’ll never have to feel alone.”
“Yeah…” Skylar breathed, looking over at me and rubbing my thigh before returning her attention to Eva. “You understand.”
“I understand,” Eva confirmed, meeting my eyes in the rearview mirror. “I understand exactly the way that feels.”
Skylar nodded and reached out with one hand to rub Eva’s knee.
“Guess I’m the designated welcome wagon.” Eva slipped her hands into Skylar’s and gave them a squeeze. “Solidarity, sister. Welcome to The BTC.”
Skylar smiled immediately. “Thank you. It’s very nice to feel welcomed.”
Eva nodded, and then leaned forward conspiratorially to stage whisper, “So I was right, right? Matty’s got the biggest dick you’ve ever seen?”
“OMG by far,” Skylar exclaimed enthusiastically.
“How did it feel the first time he stretched you out?”
“I thought he’d shoved his whole fist inside me or something!” Skylar squealed.
“Go on.”
“Are you two really having this conversation?” I interjected.
“Shh, shh, let us have our girl talk,” Skylar scolded, tapping my shoulder. “It’s nothing but praise for you. Where was I?”
“You were saying it felt like a whole fist up your cooter,” Eva supplied.
“Bigger, even. The first time I took him in my hand to guide him into Zofi, I could barely get my fingers around him.”
“I know!” Eva agreed. “But you said the first time you took him in your hand was to guide him into Zofi? You never got your hands on him before that?”
“Well, the first time I tried to get my hand around him, my fingers were ice cold,” Skylar explained with a laugh. “I actually clamjammed myself with that one.”
“Wait, what?” Eva looked confused.
“It was Friday night after we had the big BTC party, Matty and I dropped off you and Lily at Mrs. Morris’s house, and then Matty walked me across campus at night. I tried to seduce him on the walk over and slipped my hand into his pants…”
“But your hands were ice cold!” Eva exclaimed gleefully. She laughed so hard she started snorting, and then a few tears began leaking from her eyes. I rolled my eyes at her through the rearview mirror, but I don’t think she noticed.
“It wouldn’t have happened anyways,” I interjected calmly. “Skylar and I had both been drinking and I’d already made up my mind it wouldn’t happen.”
Skylar groaned. “Has he always been so gormless when a girl is throwing herself at him?”
“‘Gormless’?” Eva queried uncertainly.
“Clueless. Oblivious. Dense.”
Eva laughed. “Well, he certainly tries very hard to be a gentleman. Perhaps a little too hard.”
“I’ll say.”
“I’m guessing your first time with Matty went a little more smoothly?” Skylar quipped with a chuckle.
“I don’t… know… if I’d call it… ‘smoothly’,” Eva managed to wheeze between laughs, still wiping her eyes. “But at least my hands weren’t ice cold.”
“How DID your first time with Matty go?” Skylar continued. “I asked him, but of course he wouldn’t talk about it.”
“Oh, nothing special.” Eva sighed, drying her last tears and shaking her head. “One minute, I was bawling my eyes out thinking of Kai. The next minute, I just grabbed his head and started kissing him. Ripped my shirt off, started yanking down my pants. Got myself mounted a minute later, we fucked all over his living room, and we didn’t stop until he’d pounded me into the fucking floor so hard I had bruises for days and filled me up until I was overflowing with cum. God, it was glorious.” I think Eva almost had orgasm right there on the spot, but then her eyes refocused and she came back to Skylar. “So, yeah, you know: tale as old as time.”
Skylar frowned. “He didn’t try to stop you?”
“Well of course he started to. But then I just pleaded for him not to reject me, yanked his shorts down, and stuck his dick in my mouth. He stopped arguing with me after that.”
Skylar’s jaw dropped. “Now why didn’t -I- think of that?!?”
Eva smirked. “Probably would’ve saved yourself a lot of angst and trouble.”
Skylar slapped my upper arm. “Now I don’t know whether to feel annoyed that you kept putting me off for so long, or feel special that you kept hesitating to make sure we were doing the right thing.”
“Bit of both,” Eva suggested. “But I’m assuming he made it worth the wait in the end.”
Skylar sighed and started rubbing my upper arm where she’d slapped me. “You were worth the wait,” she told me sincerely.
“You were worth the wait, too,” I agreed.
Skylar beamed at me, puckered up, and leaned over to give me a quick kiss. I pecked her lips for a split-second but otherwise kept my eyes on the road.
“So?” Eva continued. “Gimme all the details. Start with that first threesome with Zofi. Was it everything you’d fantasized about?”
“Everything and more. I knew Neevie bragged a lot, and I know Belle did too for you and Lily, but even with those elevated expectations--”
“Are you really doing this?” I asked in exasperation.
“We can talk about something else if you really want,” Eva paused for effect. “How’s your back, lover? Feeling comfortable up there?”
I glanced in the mirror to narrow my eyes at the hapa beauty. She just looked back at me expectantly. I sighed and turned to Skylar in resignation, “Go on.”
“He totally blew my freakin’ mind.”
“C’mon, details. I need details!” Eva squawked impatiently.
It was gonna be a LONG drive.
****
Fortunately for me, Eva and Skylar couldn’t compare notes about having sex with me for the entire drive to Mammoth Mountain. They only had about thirty-five minutes before we had to pick up our next passenger, after all.
Luna lived in a sleepy, suburban housing tract of single-story homes in Vallejo where the local high school’s population was fifty-percent Hispanic. I knew she and Isabela had grown up together, had excelled at school together, and come to Berkeley as near-inseparable best friends. But now Luna was coming with The BTC to Mammoth Mountain…
… and Isabela was not.
And I didn’t know exactly why.
Luna had apparently called Naimh on Friday night to ask if the standing offer to accompany us to Mammoth was still on the table. If further explanations were given to Naimh, those explanations had not been relayed to me. I’d come home from my visit to Zofi’s house, Belle had given me Luna’s address with instructions to call her with an ETA Sunday morning, and that was that.
When I parallel parked the minivan on the curb outside Luna’s house, the girl in question had come outside wheeling a suitcase and wearing her ski jacket. I didn’t need to go to the door to meet her parents. Nobody came outside to see her off. I didn’t spy any figures peeking through a window. I simply loaded her stuff into the trunk, Eva relocated to her preferred seat in the third row while Luna took a spot in the middle row, and then we were off.
The girls and I exchanged greetings with Luna, but then I focused on navigating my way back to the interstate highway, and none of the three girls continued the conversation. After more than thirty minutes of listening to Skylar and Eva chatter non-stop about sex, sex positions, different group sex acts, and very specific details about having sex with me, the van was mercifully silent.
But as nice as it was for me to get some peace and quiet for a bit, I couldn’t help but notice how awkward the silence felt for everyone else.
The three girls all knew each other, and they’d just spent the End-of-Semester hangout together, but they didn’t really know each other, you know? Luna was pretty close friends with Naimh and Belle, but Eva had always been somewhat aloof, and Skylar was a near stranger. Even Skylar and Eva’s recent friendly banter had been centered around talking about sex with me: the only thing they really had in common. But now with Luna in the van, that topic had been taken away, and nobody seemed really sure what to do.
As soon as I merged into the fast lane on northbound I-80, I glanced into the rearview mirror and asked, “So Luna? Have you been skiing before?”
“Um, a couple of times, but just a couple,” she replied uncertainly. “Lift tickets are pretty expensive, so my family usually just went up to the mountains to play in the snow and do some sledding once or twice every winter. I’ll be a total novice, so my apologies in advance if I’m slowing everyone down.”
“Well maybe not everyone,” I offered. “Eva, you’ve never been skiing before at all, right?”
“I’ve never put on a pair of skis in my life,” Eva confirmed. “They don’t build many ski resorts in Hawaii.”
Skylar looked into the back seats. “Wait, Eva, have you even seen snow before?”
“Only from a distance. It snows on Mauna Kea, Mauna Loa, and Haleakala, but those are mountain peaks and I’ve never been up close with them. Well, actually, I’ve got photos of me making snowballs as a little girl, but those were in Japan and I don’t remember it.”
“Do you still have any of those photos?” I asked. “Maybe we can recreate them at Mammoth, put them side-by-side with the ones from your childhood, and send them back to your dad. I bet he’d love that.”
Eva paused for a moment. “I bet he would… That’s a really good idea, Matty.”
“Very thoughtful,” Skylar agreed, rubbing my arm again. It felt much better than having her slap me.
“But anyways,” Eva continued. “Luna, you won’t need to worry about slowing the rest of us down. I expect I’ll be right there beside you, struggling to figure it out.”
“Good to know,” Luna replied appreciatively.
“And I’ll be right next to both of you,” Skylar added.
I glanced at her briefly. “You told me you were an experienced skier.”
“Truth be told, I’m much better at cross-country skiing,” Skylar corrected.
“You said you visited Tahoe almost every winter with your family and friends since you came here.”
“Just because I’ve been to alpine ski resorts doesn’t mean I’m any good at it.” Skylar shrugged before adding dryly, “No amount of experience can make up for a complete lack of talent.”
Eva leaned forward over the middle-row backrest, muttering, “You get the feeling Skylar’s just trying to be modest? That she’s really a black-diamond expert but doesn’t want to show up a pair of novices like us?”
Luna chuckled. “Could be.”
“I’m not trying to be modest,” Skylar insisted. “I really do suck at skiing.”
“Guess we’ll find out tomorrow,” I remarked with a laugh.
The girls laughed with me, and I started to relax. But then nobody said anything else in the seconds immediately afterwards.
Nobody said anything else in the seconds after that, either.
Or the seconds after that.
Or the seconds after that.
And then the silence felt awkward again.
Skylar had turned forward to look out the front windshield. When I glanced in the rearview mirror, I found that Eva had reclined back in her seat and stretched her legs out, staring out the side window. And Luna was quietly pensive.
“So Luna?” I asked into the awkward silence before fully forming the question I wanted to ask. “How was your Christmas?”
“Don’t ask,” she replied tersely.
Skylar and I exchanged a glance, and I muttered, “Um, okay…”
Skylar looked back. “What’s wrong?”
“She did just tell you not to ask,” Eva drawled from the third row.
Skylar turned her head towards Eva. “Well for some people, that means, ‘The answer is bad and I’m saying ‘Don’t ask’ because I want you to actually ask so we can commiserate and I’ll feel better for offloading whatever’s on my chest.’”
“Or it might mean, ‘Don’t ask’,” Eva stated flatly.
Skylar returned her attention to Luna. “Well, which is it?”
“I’m here, aren’t I?” Luna muttered somewhat glumly.
I glanced up at the rear-view mirror with a frown. “Are you not joining us because you want to join us? Are you not here because you wanted to be with your friends?”
“I do, I do,” Luna said with a tone of voice that seemed to indicate the exact opposite of her words. “It’s just…”
When Luna shook her head and stared out the window rather than finish that sentence, I spoke up, “You really don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”
“No, it’s fine. Might as well get this stuff out of the way early so you stop tiptoeing around me.” Luna sighed wearily. And after a beat, she stated matter-of-factly, with almost no emotion in her tone, “Isabela and I broke up.”
Skylar gasped and pivoted in her seat to look back at Luna. Eva pulled her legs in and sat up a little straighter. And Skylar asked, “Oh my goodness. Are you alright?”
Luna shrugged. “I’m fine. Writing had been on the wall for a long, long time. We weren’t on the same page about what we wanted. I wanted us to get a little more serious, and she realized that settling down wasn’t in her DNA. This breakup was kind of inevitable.”
“But you two seemed so happy together at that Friday night party.”
Luna shook her head. “The three of you left before the shit hit the fan. Matty, did you notice that Isabela and I were gone when you got back home?”
“Um…” I blinked twice. I distinctly recalled Sam pinning Holly to an armchair with Matty Junior, Alice and Naimh in a sixty-nine, and Belle dragging me over to the bed with all the force of The Incredible Hulk on a rampage. But Izzy and Luna?
“In all fairness, Matty had a lot to deal with that night,” Skylar interjected. “I was drunk and hurling in the loo.”
“Not important,” Luna muttered. “That wasn’t our first fight, and it wouldn’t be our last. We managed to at least get through Christmas, but after that…”
When Luna’s voice trailed off, Skylar leaned over and touched Luna’s knee. “I’m so sorry.”
“No es nada,” Luna muttered with a shrug.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Skylar added sympathetically.
“Not really,” Luna muttered, shaking her head. “Not yet at least.”
“Then we don’t need to talk about it,” I assured her. “Not until you’re ready. And in all honesty, we’re probably not the ones you’d want to talk about it with, anyways. But you’ll be seeing Belle and Neevie in a few hours.”
“It’s cool. I know you’re all really nice people. It’s why I wanted to come on this trip. I needed to get away. Nothing to do with the skiing part. Just the idea of getting far, far away from home – and far, far away from Isa – I just…”
Luna’s voice trailed off again as she stared off at some distant point out the driver’s side window, slowly shaking her head. We all waited her out rather than prod her to finish that last sentence.
Eventually, Luna took a deep breath and then met my gaze through the rearview mirror again. “I’m not here to mess up your ski trip. I promise I’ll do my best to keep up.”
“Don’t sweat it,” I assured her.
“You’ll still do better at skiing than the girl who hasn’t even seen snow since she was a toddler,” Eva piped up.
“Just think of it like surfing,” I suggested.
“On snow,” Eva pointed out with a laugh. “Facing forward instead of sideways.”
“Why don’t you try snowboarding then?” I proposed.
“Actually, I was thinking the same,” Eva agreed. “I’ll be colder than I’ve ever been in my life, but at least it might feel familiar.”
“I’m sure you’ll do fine,” Luna said encouragingly. “But actually, I didn’t mean ‘keeping up’ on the slopes.”
“Oh?”
Luna turned her attention to me and Skylar, adding, “I meant I’ll do my best to not kill the mood. This is supposed to be a festive, party kind of trip. And I know the girls are looking forward to getting laid as often as possible over the next few days.”
“There’s more to The BTC than sex,” I stated seriously.
“You sure?” Luna snorted, but before I could start to defend myself, she added quickly, “I’m kidding, I’m kidding. Honestly, I enjoy staring at all the girls in their skimpy bikinis just as much as you do. I’m still sad about how things ended with Isabela, but like Neevie suggested: maybe the best way to get over her is to let loose, unwind, and have lots of orgasms with The BTC for a few days.”
“That definitely sounds like something Neevie would say,” Skylar agreed, and all four of us laughed.
“Okay, change of subject,” Luna announced. “Anybody know any good road trip games?”
****
The long drive to Mammoth Mountain was… well… long.
Luna taught us an alphabet searching game where everyone had to individually spot all the letters of the alphabet in order on street signs, license plates, billboards, etc., like the E in a green “Exit” sign, the F in a “California” license plate, and the N for the “Nut Tree Plaza”. And once someone spotted a letter and verbally announced it, nobody else could use the same one.
Skylar had the best vantage point from the shotgun seat and was the fastest to get to the letter P, but she got hung up for more than ten minutes trying to find a Q. Luna caught up, found a Q, and passed her. Then -I- caught up, also trying to find a Q. But Skylar shouted out “Q!” a split-second before me, pointing at the license plate of a Buick in the middle lane. And in the end, Skylar spotted a Pizza Hut, shouted “Z!” and won the game.
“There are two Z’s!” Luna announced a second later. “Second place!”
“T for Exit. U for UC Davis. V for University. Uhhh…” I added quickly, scanning in short bursts while maintaining my focus on the road, not immediately spotting a W.
“Eva?” Skylar called to the rear of the van.
“I quit after K,” Eva drawled back, slouching with a shrug and a smirk.
After that, Skylar had us playing “20 Questions”, where someone thought of something and then everyone else could collectively ask twenty yes/no questions to try and narrow down whatever the originator was thinking of. And Skylar went first.
“Is it a place?” Luna asked.
“No,” Skylar answered. “That’s one.”
“Is it a person?” I asked.
“Yes. Two.”
“Is it a male person?” I added.
“Yes. Three.”
“Is he alive?” Luna queried.
“Yes. Four.”
“Is he in this van?” Luna asked suggestively.
“Matty!” Eva suddenly announced from the back.
Skylar laughed, rubbed my leg, and drawled, “That wasn’t a question.”
“Fine,” Eva muttered. Then she enunciated slowly and precisely, “Is. It. Matty?”
“Yes.” Skylar laughed again.
“Too easy, when you stop and think about it,” Eva muttered.
“Well now it’s your turn to come up with something,” Skylar pointed out.
Eva made a face.
“C’mon, Eva. Be participative,” I encouraged.
Eva stuck her tongue out and shot me a glance through the rearview mirror to let me know what she thought of being ‘participative’.
But still, she sighed, thought about it, and then said, “Okay, I’ve got one.”
Skylar went first. “Is it a person?”
“No. One.”
“Is it a place?” Skylar added.
“No. Two.”
“Is it a thing?”
“Yes. Three,” Eva confirmed.
“Is it alive?” Luna asked.
“Ummm…” Eva hedged.
“Well is it or isn’t it?” Luna pressed.
“It’s… part of something that’s alive…” Eva stated uncertainly.
“Is it Matty’s dick?!” Skylar suddenly exclaimed.
“YES!” Eva cheered enthusiastically. Then she tapped her forehead with both index fingers, gestured towards Skylar at the front of the van, and then tapped her forehead again, as if to say the two of them had a mind-link.
Luna made a face. “Are all of the answers gonna have something to do with Matty or sex?”
“I just spent a week halfway across the Pacific missing Matty, Matty’s dick, and sex,” Eva drawled.
“Hopefully in that order,” Skylar put in.
Eva shrugged. “Depending on how horny I felt.”
Skylar laughed. “Alright, alright. It’s my turn again, and I’ll think of something that doesn’t have anything to do with Matty or sex.”
“Where’s the fun in that?” Eva grumped.
“Just play along,” I encouraged. “And for the record, my dick in and of itself isn’t technically alive.”
“You sure about that?” Eva drawled. “The thing certainly seems to have a mind of its own. Especially when it twitches in search of my pussy.”
Skylar giggled.
“Annnd we’re still talking about Matty’s dick,” Luna muttered.
“Didn’t you say you weren’t gonna kill the mood?” Eva pointed out.
Skylar snorted. “Moving on. Somebody ask me a question.”
“Is it a place?” I asked.
“Yes. One,” Skylar confirmed.
“Mammoth Mountain?” I added quickly.
“No. Two.”
“Aww… are you gonna actually make this hard?” I complained.
“Yes. Three.”
“Wait, does that count as a question?”
“Yes. Four.”
“Come on. Are you really gonna--”
“Matty, shut it before you waste the rest of our questions!” Luna scolded.
All four of us laughed.
****
Surprisingly, the drive didn’t turn out to be that bad. 20 Questions kept us occupied a lot longer than I expected. We had another round of the alphabet game, although once we got past Lake Tahoe and into the barren desert of the Eastern Sierra, there were very few road signs and not many cars, either. I also didn’t have to drive the entire way myself. Skylar offered to take over when we stopped for gas, stating that the rest of The BTC wouldn’t want the only available dick exhausted and worn out upon arrival. She then proceeded to drive my minivan like it was a high-powered muscle car, revving the engine up to the redline and complaining about the lack of horsepower before I scolded her and she settled down to lock in the cruise control at 80 mph.
Conversation flowed much easier by then. We talked about school. We talked about music. We talked about family.
Luna was a middle child with an older brother working for the state government in Sacramento and a younger sister still in high school. Plus her uncle’s family lived nearby. Nobody publicly acknowledged that she was gay, given her strict Catholic upbringing, although she was pretty sure everyone in her family had figured it out anyways. Her dad was a handyman contractor and her mom worked at Walmart.
Skylar talked openly about not having a great relationship with her parents, but that her twin brother and his new wife were really cool and kept in touch. They’d called her and had a nice conversation for Christmas, which I could tell had meant a lot to her.
Eva didn’t talk as much about her family other than to state that her mom had died when she was young and that her dad ran his own business in Kauai. She and Skylar bonded a bit over being somewhat isolated, without close family, and both girls expressed mild jealousy that Luna had a tight-knit family.
Luna muttered ruefully, “Be careful what you wish for.”
All in all, it was a nice opportunity for the four of us to get to know each other better, and I found it an interesting dynamic to observe. Having grown up with The BTC developing organically throughout high school, it was different to witness the girls have a conversation in which they didn’t know each other very well by comparison – especially since none of the OG BTC girls were around to guide things along, leaving Eva of all the girls to serve as the “welcome wagon”, as she’d put it. And by the time the drive was over, it seemed that each of us felt quite a bit more comfortable with each other.
But we didn’t spend the entire time talking and driving. We also made a few roadside pit stops to rest and stretch our legs. The Travertine Hot Springs in Bridgeport were worth a quick look. We parked at Mono Lake and walked around for a bit. And then we picked up a late lunch at Whoa Nellie Deli, a gourmet restaurant inside a gas station!
From there, I took over behind the wheel again as it was only a forty-five-minute drive to get to our “cabin” at Mammoth Lakes. Skylar held onto my MapQuest printouts to navigate me, and after a few short turns through Mammoth Lakes, we arrived at our destination.
Our “cabin” was a spacious four-bedroom house with a private deck and a large hot tub, nestled in the foothills with nothing but trees and the snow-covered hillside behind us. That was just fine by me, as the only things I planned on viewing while out on that back deck were the bikini-clad girls who’d be out there with me.
When I parked the van in the driveway, Skylar texted Naimh to let her know that we’d arrived and asked for their ETA, but cellular reception was spotty in the mountains, and we couldn’t be sure whether or not she’d received the message. Based on our last text exchange when we’d been eating at Whoa Nellie Deli, we knew the OG BTC girls were about forty-five minutes behind us.
Meanwhile, I hopped out to go punch in the lockbox combination and get the keys. The girls started unloading their suitcases, and by the time I got the front door open, they were ready to go inside.
The house was freezing cold, and I went to the thermostat to turn on the heater. I then continued through the house into the garage to open it from the inside, and then walked out to bring the van in.
Eva went with me, having offered to help carry everything else inside. I know she stood aside and watched me climb into the driver’s seat, but after I parked the van and got out to go open the trunk, I found that she was no longer in the driveway. Instead, I found her crouching in our front yard, scooping up little piles of snow and testing it experimentally in her hands.
“Just like you imagined?” I asked her quietly.
Eva shook her head in the negative while holding up a small ball she’d made in the middle of her palm, staring at the snow with a look of wide-eyed wonder. “I’m not sure what I imagined. It’s harder than a sandy beach, and thicker than shave ice. It’s… I just…”
“It’s snow,” I finished for her.
“Cool,” she replied with a grin. And then she turned and threw the snowball at me.
Fortunately (unfortunately?), she hadn’t packed it tight, so the snowball came apart as soon as she threw it and went splattering in a dozen directions.
She tried to pack up another snowball really quickly while I shook my head and drawled, “You’ve lost the element of surprise.” I remained exactly where I was, making no attempt to retreat.
Her second attempt at throwing a snowball at me was off-target to my left. Her third attempt went to my right. Her fourth attempt came straight at me though, and I had to turn sideways and stick out my forearm to try and block it away. Eva declared that a success, and I think her hands had started to get cold, so she stood up, gave me an easy smile, and came over to join me in unloading the van.
In addition to my suitcase, I’d packed a bankers box of hard liquor and soda mixers, and another bankers box with some basic food supplies like cereal, granola bars, and chips. After ferrying everything inside, Eva and I joined Skylar and Luna inside, and Luna glanced around, asking, “What are the sleeping arrangements? Like, where should I put my suitcase?”
“Uh, the girls usually decide that collectively,” I explained, carrying the box of alcohol into the kitchen while Eva followed with the box of food. “For now, you can probably just park your suitcases to the side.”
“Neevie said the girls usually rotate who sleeps with you,” Skylar mentioned.
“Well, yes,” I admitted, setting down the alcohol on the countertop peninsula between the kitchen and the great room. “That’s not to say I’m expecting you all to--”
“Oh, you’re totally expecting us all to rotate in and out of your bed for the next four nights,” Eva contradicted. “Well, maybe not you, Luna.”
Luna held her hands up. “Not interested.”
“Four bedrooms, right?” Skylar asked.
“Plus the great room.” I gestured forward. “At least one of those couches is supposed to be a sofa bed.”
“Five living spaces, ten people: are we buddying up?” Skylar asked.
“Well, Neevie told me her planned rotation before the trip, but you and Luna are both wildcards now,” Eva spoke up. “It was supposed to be Sam and Zofi, Belle and Mari, Alice and Neevie, and then me by myself: four groupings, and each grouping would get one night with Matty in the master bedroom. Skylar, you can pair up with me, unless you’d rather pair up with Zofi since you’re already on… intimate terms with her, and I’m perfectly fine pairing up with Sam. Or maybe you’d rather pair up with Neevie and I can match up with Alice. But then Luna…”
“I’ll be fine on the sofa bed,” Luna spoke up. “Whatever four groupings you decide on can rotate amongst the four bedrooms.”
I frowned. “You shouldn’t have to be by yourself out here on a sofa bed.”
“I do just fine on my own,” Luna assured me.
“But you shouldn’t have to be on your own,” I insisted.
“If she wants to be on her own, let her be on her own,” Eva remarked.
I waggled my head and then refocused on Luna. “If that’s your preference, that’s one thing. We’re not going to force you if you’re not comfortable. But this is The BTC; everybody supports each other. I’d hate to think you were excluding yourself because you thought you were being a bother. You can triple up with one of the pairings. The girls tripled up for our Santa Cruz trip at Holly’s house.” I immediately winced at the thought of Holly… and the reminder that she’d chosen not to come on this trip because of me.
But Luna didn’t seem to notice as she nodded slowly and shrugged. “Maybe. I’ll ask Neevie when she arrives.”
“One of the bedrooms has two twin beds,” Skylar pointed out. “So don’t pick that one.”
“Noted,” Luna confirmed, glancing around. “In the meantime, what should we do until the others get here?”
“Well, I’ve got an idea,” Eva provided, stretching her back in a way that pushed her prominent bosom forward. “I’ve needed some Matty magic since the Hot Springs stop.”
“Oh, have at him,” Luna offered, waving at me with a smirk. “You too, Skylar. You two have got what, a half-hour or so to have him all to yourselves before the other girls arrive?”
Skylar’s cell phone dinged on cue. She flipped open the silver clamshell, glanced at the text, and explained, “More than an hour, probably. Neevie said they just arrived at Whoa Nellie and are ordering food.”
“Well there you have it.” Luna gestured towards the stairs. “Master bedroom needs to be christened. Or maybe the hot tub.”
“I’ll need to turn on the hot tub,” I pointed out. “It’ll probably take three hours to heat up, if not more.”
“Wherever you like,” Luna said with a shrug. “Don’t mind me. I brought a few books and that stuffed armchair over there looks pretty comfy. I can start the fireplace. Go ahead and take Eva upstairs. Take them both upstairs and enjoy your ‘priority service’.”
But I shook my head, my mind already made up. “We’re gonna get plenty of opportunities for sex over the next five days, and in plain simple fact, I’m not in the mood right now, alright?”
Eva frowned and put her hands on her hips, perplexed at perhaps hearing me say those words for the first time ever. But she didn’t object.
“We just got here, it’s just the four of us, and I think there’s an opportunity for the three of you to get to know each other better without the OG BTC girls around,” I stated seriously. “Forming close friendships isn’t always easy, especially when the other six already have such close bonds. The three of you are ‘The New Girls’, for lack of a better term. Skylar’s been isolated for a long time but wants to have friends again. Eva’s been gradually opening up. And Luna, I know you’re still hurting after breaking up with Izzy. I’d really rather the four of us stay here together and keep talking.”
“We just spent the last six hours together talking,” Luna pointed out.
“Which was pretty fun, wasn’t it?” I smiled. “Everyone getting to know each other a little better and playing games? At least now we can get a little more comfortable on the couches.”
“Doesn’t anyone want to hear my idea?” Eva asked as she unceremoniously grabbed the hem of her sweater and pulled it up and over her head.
“Eva, stow your tits away. We’re not having a foursome here in the great room,” I drawled.
“Oh, I know. What I’ve got in mind is some good clean fun for the whole family.” Eva stated while dropping her sweater and shirt over the armchair and turning to sit with her back to me. Stretching her neck, she imperiously patted both shoulders in invitation. “After a long car ride like that, I’m craving one of Matty’s backrubs.”
****
“Oooh… Ungh… Nngh…” Eva groaned.
“She’s gonna have an orgasm,” muttered Luna.
“She can’t… Is that even possible?” Skylar queried.
“Matty backrubs are magic,” Eva moaned. “They work miracles. Oh, fuck, Matty! Right there! Right there! Fuck yeah…”
“She’s definitely gonna have an orgasm.”
“Oh my gosh, I think you’re right.”
“‘Good clean fun,’ she says.”
“You wanna go next?”
“Me? No, of course not.”
“Why not?”
“We’re not like that.”
“Why not?”
“You know I’m gay.”
“Of course, but nobody’s asking you to fuck him, just let him give you a backrub.”
“Nngh… Nngh… Nngh…” Eva moaned.
“Has he been giving you backrubs?”
“Well, now he has.”
“But he wasn’t giving you backrubs before you started hooking up? Like in all those times he visited your apartment?”
“Well, no.”
“Why not? Did he not offer them to you?”
“Well, it was more that Neevie was offering for Matty to give them to me.”
“Sounds about right. The BTC girls have always offered Matty backrubs to me.”
“But you turned them down the same way you’re doing now.”
“Basically.”
“Because you’re gay and you’ll somehow get man-cooties if you let Matty rub your shoulders.”
“I’m not worried about man-cooties.”
“Then why not get a backrub?”
“Why didn’t you get a backrub?”
“I guess… Like you said… Matty and I weren’t ‘that way’. I think I knew that if I let him put his hands on me the way he’s putting his hands on her--”
“Fuuuuuck, Matty…”
“As I was saying, if I let him put his hands on me the way he’s putting his hands on her, I would’ve wound up dropping my panties for him months ago.”
“Well you ended up taking your panties off for him in the end anyways. Would’ve saved yourself a lot of time and angst - and probably gotten a lot more orgasms - if you’d stopped resisting earlier.”
“Probably. But still, my reason for turning him down isn’t the same as yours. Or are you worried that if he puts his hands on you, you’re gonna wind up dropping your panties for him?”
“Zero chance.”
“Then? Let him give you a backrub. Let loose. Unwind. Let him work out the stress that’s been building up in your shoulders--”
“Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!” Eva grunted.
“--the way he’s working the stress out of her.”
“She actually looks like she’s tensing up a bit.”
“Because she’s about to cum. Maybe I should suggest he switch to start giving me my backrub right now.”
“Get in line, bitch!” Eva groaned.
“I knew she was gonna say that.”
“Fuck, Matty! Yes! Yes! Harder! Harder! Ungh! Ungh! UUUUNNNNGGGGHHHH!!!”
“Damn, she actually came. Matty backrubs really ARE magic.”
“Eh, I’ve seen girls cumming from his backrubs before.”
“Really?”
“We had a LOT of study breaks at the house. Isabela, Neevie, Belle. Didn’t happen every time, of course, but often enough that I’m not surprised anymore when it happens.”
“So you won’t let Matty give you a backrub because you’re worried he’s gonna give you an orgasm?”
“No, it’s not that.”
“You know he’s not gonna try and cop a feel of you or anything.”
“I know that. Matty’s… He’s a good guy. I know I can trust him.”
“Then?”
“Ugghhhh… I’m tempted to let Matty give me a backrub just so everyone’ll stop asking me why I don’t let him give me backrubs! Hey Eva, move over.”
“Get in line, bitch!”
“You don’t have to do that just to prove a point. I’m sorry if it felt like I was pressuring you. I’ll be perfectly happy to get the next backrub. Hey Eva, move over.”
“I said: GET IN LINE, BITCH!”
“You already came once!”
“And I’m gonna cum again! Yes! Yes! YES!”
Eva really did cum again. Sagging back against my chest and letting her lead loll to the left, I had easy access to bite down on her neck and reach my hands around to grip her big tits beneath her bra, pinching her nipples. She’d snuck a hand beneath the waistband of her pants and was now moving it like a blur. Even though I ultimately didn’t bring Eva upstairs for sex, the horny hapa girl wound up getting off twice anyways. And when the power of her orgasmic cry waned and she collapsed against me limply, I looked up at Skylar and Luna with a sheepish expression.
“You might as well have just taken her upstairs to give her ‘priority service’,” Luna muttered.
“Sorry about that,” I apologized. “Things may have gotten a little out of hand.”
“No need to apologize. I can tell she enjoyed that. And if nothing else, the three of you finally convinced me.” Luna shrugged and gave me a smile. “I’ll take that backrub now.”
“Really?” Skylar exclaimed in surprise.
Luna nodded. “Just… don’t try to do that to me.” She gestured at Eva’s limp form.
I quickly pulled my hands out from beneath Eva’s bra and held them out to the sides. “Of course. But can you give me a minute? I’m going to go turn on the hot tub heater first and then come right back.”
“Sure, no problem.”
Eva was still sagging against me, so I had to prop her up a bit, plant my left foot flat on the floor, and then do an awkward pivot to raise my right leg and swing it out over the armchair’s backrest. I paused to make sure Eva was alright, and then I walked out through the great room’s French doors onto the back deck.
I’d seen a photo of the hot tub in the online advertisement for the rental property, so I knew what to expect. It only took me a minute to find the hot tub’s controls, and I was pleasantly surprised to find that it had already been turned on with the water at a warm standby temperature. I went ahead and set the thermostat to 102 degrees, closed the panel, and then returned to the great room.
Eva was still slumped in the armchair, so rather than move her, I directed Luna to merely scoot forward to the edge of the couch cushion. I was prepared to give her a backrub through her sweater, so she wouldn’t have to worry about me making skin-to-skin contact with her. But to my surprise, she took both her sweater and her shirt off before I sat down. And then once I did sit down and raise my hands to her shoulders, she also reached up to slip her bra straps down to her upper arms.
I didn’t question her actions or in any way make a big deal out of them, merely probing her shoulder and back muscles and then sliding my fingers up the back of her neck. “Tell me if I’m pressing too hard or too soft,” I instructed gently. “And don’t be shy about directing me where to go. You’re in control.”
“Sounds good. And thank you,” Luna replied softly.
I went to work, and despite my instructions, Luna remained dead silent. I could feel the tension in her muscles that had nothing to do with school or life stress. And after a couple of minutes, I started thinking it would be better to call the whole thing off rather than continue if she felt so obviously uncomfortable with having my hands on her.
But then Eva sat up a bit in her armchair and drawled, “Luna’s first Matty backrub. The others are gonna squawk about missing it.”
“I think that’s the point,” Skylar suggested. “Not having to do it in front of everyone else. Even still, she looks a little tense in front of us. Maybe we should leave them alone and let them do this in private?”
“No, no,” Luna stated, shaking her head. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. And as she did so, I felt some of her tension melting away. “There’s no need for Matty and me to be alone for this.”
“Luna’s worried Matty will somehow turn her straight if she’s alone with him,” Eva snarked.
“Zero chance,” Luna repeated with a chuckle. She took another deep breath and sighed. “It’s more… Matty’s right: we’re ‘The New Girls’. None of us were friends before. None of us is OG BTC. None of us even have all that much in common… except for one thing: All three of us have felt isolated, haven’t we? The BTC are offering us a place to belong and friends for support, and all they ask is that we support each other in return. I… I said I’d be fine by myself reading a book by the fireplace, but…”
“But you’re happier that the four of us are together,” Skylar finished for her.
Luna nodded and said quietly, “I am. It’s why I accepted Neevie’s invitation.”
The Latina girl went silent, her head bowed forward. Even though I couldn’t see her eyes, I could tell she was being quietly contemplative, and none of us said anything for a minute.
“I’m used to being alone, but…” Luna murmured before inhaling with a hitch in her breath. She stayed silent for a long few seconds, her lower lip quivering as she tried valiantly to keep her composure. And in the end, she finished in a near-whisper, “I’m scared of being alone.”
“Oh, honey…” Skylar crooned, sliding in a little closer next to us and rubbing Luna’s leg.
I wanted to wrap up Luna in a hug, but cognizant of the fact that we ‘weren’t like that’, I resisted the impulse and instead shifted my grip to rub Luna’s upper arms. She sighed and relaxed. And after coming to some kind of decision in her head, she nodded slowly.
“I’ve always felt alone,” Luna said quietly. “Being gay… I’ve always known I was different. In junior high when all the other girls started talking about cute boys… I never knew what to say. All of a sudden they were interested in wearing low-cut, skimpy outfits and tight pants that showed off their butts. Don’t get me wrong, I loved seeing them in those skimpy outfits, but I had to hide my admiration, you know? I had to keep my feelings locked down and… and I couldn’t connect with them. I didn’t know how to relate. Even with Isa. We’d always been best friends, and she was one of the first to start showing off her boobs for the boys. But I tried to keep my feelings a secret from her, at least at first. I didn’t want to scare her off, you know? But she figured it out on her own when she caught me checking her out a few too many times. And that’s when she gave me my first kiss.”
I continued caressing Luna’s back gently, my hands and fingers automatically finding tense spots and rubbing them out. She was distracted by her narrative and didn’t seem to notice. I suppose I could’ve stopped, but my hands were already on her back and shoulders, and I didn’t know what else to do with them. At least my massage did seem to help her relax.
“My parents suspected early on that I was different, and it was this unspoken thing in our house. They never wanted to talk to me about it, and we just never really talked about anything. I had to stop myself from checking out the girls my big brother brought home, and I took to hiding out in my room to read.” Luna’s lower lip quivered, her shoulders shuddered beneath my hands in a way that made me suddenly grip them to keep her from shaking, and as she bowed her head, she whispered softly. “Isa was my only real friend, the only one who knew the real me…”
This time, when Luna shuddered again, I went ahead and wrapped my arms fully around her upper chest to hug her against mine. Skylar leaned in to hug both of us, and even Eva scooted to the front of her armchair to reach a hand out and take one of Luna’s hands in hers.
“… And now she’s gone,” Luna choked out.
The dam burst, and rivers of tears started flowing down Luna’s cheeks. I squeezed her tighter. Skylar squeezed us tighter, and Eva got up off the armchair to perch on the armrest to my right, wrapping her arms around all three of us.
“You’re not alone,” Skylar stated softly but seriously. And then she repeated, “You’re not alone.”
“You’re here with us now,” I added. “None of us is alone. Not you, not me, not Eva, not Skylar. This is The BTC. We’re a group. We’re a collective. And you’re part of us.”
“Am I?” Luna whispered, still shuddering slightly, but at least her tears started to run dry.
“Of course you are.”
“Even though Isa’s NOT part of The BTC anymore?”
“You two were never a package deal, remember?” I chided lightly, although I noted the way she’d defaulted to Isabela’s ‘private’ nickname. “Being friends with you was never dependent on remaining friends with Izzy. Whether it’s doing cosplay with Neevie, talking about school with Belle, or even just quietly observing in the corner while we all study in silence, you’re welcome to be part of us for as long as you like.”
Luna sniffled, and when she shifted slightly to turn her face towards me over her shoulder, Eva and Skylar both relaxed their grips to give Luna enough room to move. “Even though I’m not interested in… well… you know.”
Eva laughed lightly. “A willingness to sit down on Matty’s dick was never an actual requirement for membership.”
All four of us chuckled at that.
“Friendship. Sisterhood,” Skylar stated reassuringly. “A willingness to share all of who we are without jealousy. All for one, and one for all.”
I glanced at her. “Did Neevie make you memorize that or something?”
Skylar laughed. “No. She just said it to me enough times for me to remember. It’s a big reason why I’m here. Well, that and I rather DO enjoy sitting down on your dick, but seriously, that’s not a requirement for Luna.”
“I’ve been in your position, Luna: feeling isolated and alone,” Eva chimed in, sounding far away despite her proximity. “The BTC welcomed me without judgment, even though I was a little… different. The least I can do is welcome you in the same way - and welcome you, Skylar, for that matter.”
“Why thank you,” Skylar replied warmly. “It’s nice to feel welcome.”
“Nobody’s pressuring you to formally join or anything, Luna,” I explained. “This isn’t a sales pitch, and neither Belle nor Neevie is conducting a recruitment drive. Girls have joined up for a while and then left when they decided to: Isabela, Lily, and Holly among them. If you hit the end of this trip and realize The BTC isn’t for you, that’s fine. But you ARE welcome. You don’t HAVE to be alone. We’re all here for you, for as long as you like.”
“Thanks…” Luna sighed, sniffling again, but she managed to give us a brave smile. “Really, thank you for not letting me feel alone.”
“We’re all here for you,” Skylar reassured her, squeezing me and Luna once again. And with a wink, she added, “Even Eva.”
Eva snorted and chuckled at that while also hugging us a little tighter.
Luna sighed with a note of contentment, feeling us all squeezing her. And then she chuckled lightly, remarking, “Whaddaya know. Matty backrubs really ARE magic.”
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