I didn’t want him to hear me sobbing on the other end. I didn’t want to break up with him. I still loved him, and it broke my heart that he though... I didn’t anymore. But I couldn’t risk losing my virginity to him. I hadn’t made my decision yet, but I wanted to keep my options open. I had however, made the first step to my three year decision.The next day at school, I guess the news that Andrew and I had broken up was already well known throughout the school. Before my lunch period a senior boy. For once, he agreed that the Admiral might be right about preferring an unscheduled drill due to nervousness on the part of a sonar or radar operator, than to waste an important fifteen seconds when it mattered. A minute and a half was an eternity; at the same time, it was a blink of an eye.Captain Fontaine asked, “Where did they come from?”“The old freighter,” the seaman answered.“Are you sure?”“It’s a Q-ship,” Admiral Gosse said while rubbing a hand over his forehead, trying to stave off the. "Alright. I'll see you later. Have fun." Stacey waved goodbye as she ran out the door.It was the first week of summer vacation. Stacey and Greg had just finished grade 11 and were looking forward to a relaxing summer before starting grade 12. They had known each other their entire lives, and, until the last few years, had been best of friends. They were still close, but over time had begun to drift slowly apart as their interests, and friends, took them in different directions. It hadn't always. What if she decided that she liked pussy more than dick and just wanted to be with a woman? What if she turned out to be gay? He would be crushed by that.Of course, Margie also felt something ... off about this threesome, as great as it was. She enjoyed it, but it was just ... weird somehow. It felt almost robotic in some ways, not as playful and wrought with feeling as the first time. And then it hit her ... the first time was an innocent act of curiosity as part of a typically monogamous.