At lunch we went through them. Matt said she was absolutely beautiful. After they had looked at the pictures for a third time, Hank asked if I had eve... thought of sharing her with other men. Up to that time it had not crossed my mind. I thought about for a few minutes and finally said I wouldn’t object, but Shirley would not go for it. Matt said too bad because he would sure love to fuck her. Hank agreed. We left it at that.The more I thought about Matt and Hank fucking Shirley the harder. It ... just give me time OK?"I nodded."Sure," I scoffed my biscotti, "Let's go build a snowman." When he frowned I chuckled, "Hey, I did your running thing, now you gotta come be stupid with me."Snow didn't last and we were back at school all too soon. And everything had changed again. Jesse and I talked. On the way to school, in tutor, during English and art. We talked so much in fact that Miss Shin had to shush us as she did the register. In English we started a new poem and Jesse's finger. We got up to the top and started to smoke. My wife hadn't thought about peeing on her way up there, and as soon as a cool ocean breeze hit her, she started dancing around in front of me, complaining that she really had to go. I had just packed the last bowl of the little bit of weed we had purchased, and I didn't want to waste it. I asked her if she could hold it, but too many beers made that impossible. She didn't want to go back downstairs without me since we were both naked, and she didn't. ‘I still love you and want your cock.’ ‘Okay, Donna, you’re freaking me out. You love Yan but still love me and you still want my cock?’ ‘Yes.’ She leaned over and kissed me. ‘I know, I don’t understand any of this either. I’m more confused than you are.’ ‘I don’t see how—’ ‘Yan,’ she took my hand pausing before continuing. ‘Yan said that she has always had feelings for you.’ What? Yan has feelings for me? Now, my brain was screaming. Did, Donna, my girlfriend, just say that Yan, my fantasy.