At one of our school parties, I’d made up with this girl who was a year younger than me, let’s call her Mary. She was a cool chick, we’d been fr...ends for a while before we first kissed. She was somewhat of a tomboy, hanging out with us guys when we were smoking pot and drinking whisky (you know, just to be cool) outside of the school grounds. Girl had been around, we shared a bunch of sex stories together.After that drunken kiss at the party, our attitude towards each other changed. We winked. ”“Yeah,” I sighed. “Why’d you have to taste so good...”Giggling and laughing, we drove home, and by the time we got there, my major stress was gone. We decided to save the exercises for stress relief until Bill got home to join us.“Just feels better that way,” Deena said.“Agreed.”I think it’s a good idea. This ‘three-way marriage’ is too darned odd as it is, and it’s not exactly something you can sit down and talk to people about. I don’t think Mom would understand, for instance.Come to think. I Stopped for a second in the doorway, uneasy in the dark, knowing my boyfriend was at work until much later that evening. Catching myself and silently reprimanding myself for being silly, I started down the hallway letting the door close behind me. I got the sensation I wasn't alone before I heard his footsteps on the floorboards, or felt him come at me from behind. He must have been hiding in the bedroom just inside the front door, waiting for the front door to close so he could sneak up. When we got home, I carried Angela up to the bed and deposited her there. I hoped she would be able to get enough sleep to make it through class tomorrow. In addition, she had to work as an intern tomorrow and I worried about her doing a good job there. I remembered all those sleepless nights as a resident and I didn't want her to have to suffer through a similar experience.After Angela was tucked into bed, I got ready as well. I was tired but didn't feel very sleepy, something I attributed to.