Either way I don’t use my real name or age on either one. Who would suspect that I just turned 18.Ok. Time to get up and get ready for school. First...thing first and that’s the toilet. As I get up and walk into the attached room which is my bathroom. Always thought it was a good thing when my parents built this house that most of the bedrooms have there own bathroom. Ah now that that’s done. Time to grab breakfast.I slip on my pink cat slippers and open my bedroom door and head down the hall to. Then asked if I ever had and I did not lie and said yes, and whom it was with.”“Oh Shit” Mo said. “Yeah. John got quiet for a minute and so I asked him if he ever wanted to do a threesome. He said yeah. So I asked him with who, as our partner, and he said you, Maureen.”Mo giggled and said, “No fucking way. Really?” Jackie laughed and said, “Yeah. No shit. I was a little stunned at first, but he said it was a fantasy he knew would never happen. But that was way back when we fucked like rabbits. But if she didn't remember then no harm done.I met with my Droogs in the korova milk bar later that night as it was our tradition.I had Billy Boy waiting in the bathroom to take care of Dim as he went for a piss, which wouldn't be long away. Dim entered the bathroom and as he pissed Billy Boy swung for him with a blade and surprisingly Dim ducked aware of the attack and threw his chain off Billy and it slid over to my feet."Help us Alex!" shouted DimBut I just stood there observing like an. It wasn’t like when some guy tells you they play the trumpet and pull out a cornet. It wasn’t like a walk in a summer rain at dusk through the wood of bramble and cottonwood filled with the tweet of the robin and the emphatic "Whip-poor-will" of the whippoorwill. It wasn’t like realizing that you threw up because your stomach was full of puke. It wasn’t like making meatballs by combining 1 pound of ground beef, 1/2 pound of ground lean pork,1/2 pound of ground veal,1 cup of Italian.