" Why not?" Cause that would be wrong!" Suit yourself." said Daisy about to pick up her book again."Besides how could we?"Time for Daisy to lay it on ...he line."Amy, you're a lovely girl. You have some hang ups about your body and some strange attitudes about life, but you're very lovely. Now this all came to your mind because you've been reading about women making love with women. You're curious about this, cause you don't know. But the only way for you to find out is to do it. Now because of. God, that’s fucked up. So, since nothing I can do will convince people otherwise, I chose to keep my trap shut.”“If I recall, no one, especially you, thought there was any clear, easy path through that.”“You’re right, Yola. And I remember that you argued both sides at one point, trying to build out the discussion to see what came up.” There was a pause as Corinne focused on the huge ten foot screen in front of her being lit up by a very expensive 4K projector. The same stupid talk show was now. After a light lunch with some equally light but strangely forced conversation, Dianne looked into my eyes with a look that I've never seen before, a look of fear combined with a look of desire, and asked, "Mark, it is difficult for me to say this, but I have fallen in love with both you and Kristin."I didn't know how to respond to this. On the one hand, my sexual desire for her was burning bright, and I got excited about what was soon to transpire, yet her simultaneous love for my wife. She replacedhim in the crib and stepped into the small shower intheir trailer. She spent the next twenty minutes tryingto remove every trace of her lovemaking with herhusband’s black friend from her body.“God Isa, It’s 5:00am, what the fuck were you taking ashower for?”“Your son spit up on me,” she lied, slipping into bedbeside her husband.“Oh god, my head hurts.” John finally shifted and joinedher under the covers. He snuggled up next to her..