'Sure... no problem.' he said as he shifted uncomfortably on his feettrying to figure out who it was.'Great, I look forward to seeing you. By the way,...you may want to goahead and bathe with that lotion I left you. I think you'll enjoy it.'There was a click and the line went dead.Without another word or thought, he hurried into the bedroom and pickedup his clothes that were lying on the floor and straightened up hisdesk. Forty-five minutes later he was crawling into the tub andrelaxing as he. "Manny watched them in the rear-view mirror as they moved into a torrid kiss. I saw where his eyes were and turned around as Richie's hand went between her legs. She was wearing jeans, and moaned into his mouth."I couldn't believe it when Manny called out, "'Hey, I got a blanket or two in the trunk. We could all get out and then everyone can get in on the action."'"'Richie started to say, "'No way, man"' But Paula cut him off, saying, "'That's a great idea,"' and she opened her door and hopped. And Mr. Kent was happy, which made me even more miserable. Though Ididn't withhold sex from him those three days. Withholding sex from himwas withholding sex from me. And I wasn't stupid. We fucked likerabbits with an hour to live. Which was really how we had fucked thewhole time since we started fucking. The man was "super" in the sack,which is why I named this story "Super."Why else would I have called it that?And he was super in other ways. Sensitivity-wise, I mean. "I know youthink this is. The sex wasn’t so great, not at first. He just wanted to get off inside me and go to sleep, but when I complained to his sisters they told him he was being a jerk and gave us some advice, the older girl actually sitting us down and telling us how to fuck, like couples therapy. By the time summer hit we were doing it every day, different ways, and I even came to enjoy it.”Then another one of the brothers, the one still in high school, says he loves me too, and the sisters say that I should at.