I had adopted the name Chelsea at that point and I was in a very caringrelationship with Kaitlyn. She had been so supportive and kind the pastmonths,...it just seemed natural that we ended up together. But somethingwasn't right, I recalled the conversation that really changedeverything.It was after spinning class one evening when we filed through theapartment door, both sticky with sweat. From behind, Kaitlyn hugged metight, cupping my breast. "I love you," she said as she started to slideher. Home. I was beginning to think of it as her home too, which was silly and dangerous to my heart, but I didn't care enough to stop myself. Clarissa was a delightful woman and I found myself wishing she could stay with me and make my home into hers as well.It was late afternoon when we arrived at the house, and we decided to watch a movie. She snuggled close and laid her head on my shoulder just as she did on the bus. Smiling inside, and turned on once more, I allowed her to cuddle deeper into me. She chose a pair of white shorts to mid thigh, a red and white cotton candy stripe top, a cotton sweater to carry along just in case the weatherman was wrong.She stood in front of a full length mirror examining all that she put on for any wrinkles or dirty smudges. Her final piece to make it perfect was a white baseball cap with a red C for Cubs and pushed her ponytail through the opening in the back. Just as she finished inspecting herself, her phone rang."Tim, I hope," she walked over to. "Stop it" she cried out just as Ron came into the room. I looked at him as he looked down at Laurie's exposed tits "Fuckin' nice" he said as he climbed onto the bed. By now I had started to take off Laurie's top and despite her struggling, I was able to pull it off her as Ron moved in and took hold of her panties and started to pull them off. Laurie tried to pull them back on, but I took hold of her arms and pinned them down until Ron got her panties off. I let go of her arms and placed my.