It was obvious that you and Penny had been together before. If you were going to do that, you needed to talk to her before it ever happened. You can�...t expect her to take you back after you didn’t man up and tell her what you either planned to do or did,” I said.“See, that’s why you’re abnormal. No guy in his right mind would ever tell his girl he planned to have sex with other girls at away games. He most certainly wouldn’t tell her about his threesomes with Ridge and Penny.”“I don’t know what. She continued to tease me by laughingly asking, "Wow Markie, how long did that take you, all of 15 seconds?"Laurie promised to call me later that night. I waited and waited for Laurie's call. It was 11:30 pm before she called. She said that she was tired and wanted to sleep and she asked if we could get together the next day. I told her that I needed to talk to her that night. She cut right to the chase by asking if I was "jealous" or if I wanted to talk about Greg? Out of sheer habit of. I still remember how damp my knickers would get during his lectures, how my thighs would involuntarily squeeze together every time he looked at me while he preached of floods and famine and hellfire. I lived for that discomfort.I used to watch him; observe the way he interacted with the other girls, looking for signs. I was certain he favoured this one or that one over me and I put myself through hell conjuring up all manner of depraved things that I was convinced he was getting up to with. “Like what you see, Mr. Wilkins?”I went silent for what seemed like an eternity and then stammered something along the lines of: “Ah, hmmm, well, look, I’m sorry ... I didn’t mean to stare ... it’s just that ... well ...”The longer I spoke, the faster I was crashing. The only thing missing was the sound of a burning spitfire uncontrollably falling from the sky. Fuck was I ever busted. Meanwhile, mini-me down there had a completely different perspective on things. He had opened the floodgates.