Because our offices were nearby, we used to meet daily. We nearly visited, revisited, visited multiple times all nearby cafes, Ice cream parlours, foo... joints, restaurants, and bars. Some places we visited so many times that we could easily recite all the fucking options in the menu. Even though we used to order the same thing again and again, as my girls are pretty selective when it comes to food and taste, whereas I never miss a chance to try new things.Initially, we made out on several. But that would have to wait for another day. It was good to have some fantasies left unfulfilled, something to look forward to.* * *In the morning Marie made everyone pancakes, and they spent some time cleaning up around Jessica’s house. Then Samantha suggested a picnic. Jessica said that she knew just the spot, a quiet and secluded corner of the state park that was not far from town. So they packed up Jessica’s SUV and headed out: the two mothers, the two daughters, Marie, and Jessica behind. "Cookie?" What?"May pushed a plate of homemade chocolate chip cookies my way. They were my favorite, though I seriously doubt she knew that."Have a cookie, you'll feel better."At the moment I wasn't sure I could, the only thing I felt was a little numb."How?" How what?" May answered back as I took a bite of my cookie. "How did the two of us become lovers?" she asked me back already surmising I was curious as I merely nodded my head. "Do you want the simple short version, or the long one with. Sheasked about my symptoms. I doubt she believed me butshe agreed I should stay home for the morning. Istayed in bed while my mother and sister readiedthemselves. After they left, I went downstairs andlounged on the couch in my hose and long t-shirt. Thiswas what I was doing when my mother caught me, Irecalled, although I wasn't feeling sorry for myselfon that day. I simply had to get out of this mood. Icouldn't live like this forever. There would be othergirls I told myself, then it hit me. My.