Chapter TwoThe rest of the summer passed more quickly than I would have thought possible. I had gymnastics meets at least every couple of weeks and my...training was stepped up to 4 days a week. I also had Miranda.Miranda was a bundle of curiosity and humor. She had a twisted sense of humor that could leave me breathless. After she started meeting some of the people in town (courtesy of our frequent strolls together), she would start making observations about them. I think I learned more about. She was happy that I wasn't going to stop them being lovers or seeing each other. I was actually encouraging Madonna to see Maddie whenever she had the time or urge.We were getting dressed for the dinner when Madonna dropped casually into the conversation that she and Maddie had discussed a possible threesome when we came home from dinner."Threesome?" I enquired."Yep. Maddie loves cock too ... its just she is picky about the guys that she lets into her bed and into her pussy". Madonna. Don’t you dare look away.’ Your gaze is burning more than ever and I feel your hand accelerate its tempo on your clit as close as I am now, my body leaning over you as I stroke my cock, the head brushing your thigh. You hold eye contact as I draw back, lightly slapping your pussy lips with the head, eliciting another moan. Your speed increases yet again as I straighten and pump my hard on for you. I show you my lust plainly as you bring yourself to the edge. I can tell you are getting close as. They removed that in surgery"Jane walked in, came over to the other side of the bed, kissed my face, stroked my arm and just stood there quietly while Samantha and I chatted.More ice"He cut my face?" I askedSamantha spooned another few chunks of ice in my mouth"Eight stitches across your left cheek. You have a duelling scar. He missed your eye by less than an inch" Would you still marry me now that I'm scarred?" I joked"Are you kidding me? You looked so handsome and dangerous before ... now.