”“Yeah ... You said that one guy didn’t buy the ‘lesbian’ thing.”“Maybe I don’t look serious.”“You’re a pretty poor lesbian, you...know...”I giggled. “That’s what Brindy said. ‘I wasn’t a very good lesbian.’”“You like the dick too much.”“Oh, that’s true ... but I do like my Haley, too.”“I still think that part’s strange.”“You wanna stop? I mean, you and me, we could stop the ‘us’ stuff. Kinda puts a load on Dad.”“I don’t wanna stop. Bill makes me come one way. Yours are different.”“Just ONE. "Mmm, this is nice," she murmured. "Wish we could stay in here the rest of the day instead of going back to work." Sounds like a plan to me." I glanced down and cradled her body with my left arm and began to stroke her scalp with my right hand."That's nice," Deedee commented at my stroking. Nuzzling her nose against my chest, a dreamy smile spread across her lips. Still with her eyes closed, she added, "I can almost believe we're guests and not workers here. This is our cabin, our little. "But that was just a little bump in our relationship. We are back together now and I will never let you leave me again. Now, before you start asking questions about when you will be able to leave, I came up with a plan. You will spend your time with your brother, the band until the tour is done, and you can be on your own. You will be meeting me once a week at various places, with me under a different identity, such as... you wouldn't remember a Brandon, would you?" he asks and my eyes widen,. One Saturday night at the end of term there was a party at the home ofone of Gary's mates, whose parents were abroad, and Jonathan and I were invited, as was of course Gary. I arrived with Jonathan who swiftly got rather drunk, talking to hisrugby mates. I was usually quickly bored with the girls' conversation, and this was no exception. I went upstairs to see who was on the upper level (it was a huge house)and I ran into Gary. "Ah! Lyn!" he quipped "I didn't recognise you with your clothes.