Three of Hearts

[Veroe]

((Closed for Myself andd Homerun2611))​

IC: Sabrina Allston and Faith Anne O'Connell

Autumn had come and the leaves of the trees were just turning their colors clothing them in yellows and oranges and reds. The air was getting crisp with first chills of cooler weather. Kids on campus were still playing games in the park at the heart of McLaren Christian university's campus. Between classes frisbees were being passed around between students, some were performing skateboarding tricks, or just chilling out with friends.

Sabrina sat leaning against the statue of the rich robber baron mother fucker back in the gilded age, John J. McLaren, that tried to show he wasn't just a greedy asshole by donating a boatload of money to this school back in the day. Never mind the fact that he raked in more than two or three dozen boatloads of money from his shady as shit business practices year after year after year in his life. So what was giving away one boatload of cash to appear like he was a bleeding heart and generous upstanding Christian gentleman to the world. The narcissistic bastard even got the ass-kissers to rename their school after him.

Beside her Faith Anne shook her head, "You shouldn't be leaning against that statue. It's against the rules." She pointed at the sign in the grass that decried that students should not do as Sabrina was doing. "Why do you always have to push these things?"

"I see a sign saying lay off the statue and it makes me wanna do the exact opposite to it." She sneered, "And for your information I'm not doing anything to Senor Money-pants, here. Not yet at least."

"Well you're not going to get the chance." She said, "We have philosophy class in a few minutes. So come on."

"Oh for the love of..." Sabrina trailed off getting back onto her feet and brushing off the grass from her skirt. As much as she put up the façade of being the constant rebellious and uninterested in classes she always showed up and without ever bothering to study maintained a perfect grade point average.

Unlike Faith Anne who had to study constantly to achieve her stellar grades.

They began to make their way over to their class when Sabrina looked over to her, "So have you decided what you're going to wear for the party tonight? If not I'd love to help you out. When I'm done all the boys there will be falling all over themselves to flirt with you."

"What," Faith Anne said shocked frantically shaking her head, "I'm not going to that party. You're the one that likes flirting with guys. If I go I'll just wind up in the corner alone again trying to look like I'm having a good time."

"Not with me around," Sabrina asserted with a cocky smile, "I'll be your wingman and all the guys there will be eating out of your hands thanks to me."

Of course as night came Faith Anne found herself at the party, in the corner, trying to appear interested in the potted plant there as Sabrina was dancing with her third or fourth guy. She sighed heavily watching her roommate effortlessly move from dance partner to dance partner.

Some things came easier to some people more than others, always had in her case.

"Hello," someone said beside her and Faith Anne jumped forty feet where she sat.

It was a boy...talking to her?

"Uhmm...hi," She said awkwardly. She was blushing so deeply she couldn't stand even looking the boy in the eyes.

And where was Sabrina now when Faith Anne needed her. Some wing man she was turning out to be.

She tried to look cool and said, "Uh,,,Can I help you?"

 

[Homerun2611]

IC: Brian Daniels

"Brrrr" Brian thought as he walked across campus to his philosophy class. This was already the coldest day Brian had ever experienced in his life as the early morning temperature hit 53, hopefully on its way up. However, he knew this was just the beginning.

Part of the appeal to Brian as he had looked at schools was the English Lit program at McLaren, his mother's comfort of the strong Christian underpinnings, and his ability for a short time to experience the three seasons he had never known: Fall, Spring and Winter! He was already questioning that desire. For a kid raised on the pineapple ranches of the big island of Hawaii, this felt arctic, and the winters would bring days below zero or so they said.

Danny was friendly but painfully shy. He had been home schooled in Hawaii, his mother having been Brown University educated before she fell in love on a college graduation present to his rancher's son father. Grandpa had died shortly thereafter in a riding accident and his father's plans of building a life outside of the ranch had died with them. His father handsome, his mother beautiful they had thrown themselves into the farm and raising their four children, of which Brian was the oldest and first to leave town.

Despite his near perfect SAT's few elite schools in the East paid his application any attention. He struck out at the Ivy's the little Ivy's and was shocked when the highly acclaimed small Liberal Arts college had not only accepted him but offered him a spot in their honor's literature program.

In his cowboy hat and cowboy boots, levis, flannel shirt pulled over his waffled long underwear, and a light down vest, he felt as out of place as he looked amongst the mostly preppy or grunge based males at the university.

The Philosophy class was a freshman canvass class, and even at the smallish college it held 60 people in its amphitheater like setting. He always watched them walk in together, in his mind he's nicknamed them salt an pepper, as they sat near the front, one prettier than the next, individually and collectively two of the most incredible creatures he'd ever seen. For the last three weeks, on the Tuesdays and Thursdays they attended lectures, he had thought of somehow approaching them, yet the idea of the two beauties together was just too intimidating. Plus the darker one was always laughing and drawing the attention of their 45 year old professor, who almost always came up to say something to her after class, as the beautiful blonde stood dutifully by her side.

Brian was smart, and a good athlete, except what he was good at, riding a surf board and breaking horses, had little application here. He came from some decent money, and was good looking, even if he didn't realize it himself, and so the fraternities did pursue him a bit. They really wanted his roommate, an incredibly outgoing, wealthy guy, who seemed to get along with people in a second and carried the conversation his shy good looking roommate only smiled and nodded at.

Brian was smart, and a good athlete, except what he was good at, riding a surf board and breaking horses, had little application here. This fall had been a series of firsts, catching his first football, frisbee, his first beer, his first time throwing a ping pong ball into a cup while people cheered him on.

He came from some decent money, and was good looking, even if he didn't realize it himself, and so the fraternities did pursue him a bit. They really wanted his roommate, an incredibly outgoing, wealthy guy, who seemed to get along with people in a second and carried the conversation his shy good looking roommate only smiled and nodded at.

His roommate Isaac had convinced him to attend the Sigma Chi mixer, the fraternity seemed like nice guys, but Brian wasn't sure any aspect of the lifestyle appealed to him. Honestly he was home sick, homesick for his parents, his horse, his two sisters and little brother, and most homesick for his mother.

He walked into the party, and poured a cup of beer out of the keg. He was careful to nurse this glass, as the last one of these parties had left the room spinning with his roommate telling him to put his foot on the floor as he painfully tried to find slumber in the midst of the dizzying, nauseating experience.

He was slowly moving to one corner when he saw her in the other, and she was alone, totally alone, no crowd, no scintillating other half, just one of the incredible duo. He sauntered his way over, almost turning back two or three times, but somehow forging ahead.

"Hello," it took a herculean effort on his part to get out the simple phrase, and then maybe the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen turned toward him, a bit downcast which showcased her beautiful lashes, "Uhmm...hi,...Uh,,,Can I help you?" It was the whispering of a dove and he tried to compose himself and not run away.

He took off his cowboy hat, and gave her almost a little bow, as his mother had taught him when addressing a lady. "Yes, ma'am...I'm Brian Daniels...we are in the same philosophy class...I sit more near the back...and...uh...I've been wanting to introduce myself..." and then in the boldest statement he had ever uttered to the opposite sex, he mumbled out, "...and you sure are pretty." The words out of his mouth, he couldn't grab them back no matter how much he might have wanted to. He let his eyes look at hers, absolute terror grabbing at his chest!

 

[Veroe]

IC: Faith Anne O'Connell and Sabrina Allston

"Uhmm...hi," She said awkwardly. She was blushing so deeply she couldn't stand even looking the boy in the eyes.

And where was Sabrina now when Faith Anne needed her. Some wing man she was turning out to be.

She tried to look cool and said, "Uh,,,Can I help you?"

Faith Anne forced herself to look up at the boy, and the first thing she noticed was he was a genuine honest to god cowboy. The second was that he was a very cute cowboy.

"Yes, ma'am...I'm Brian Daniels...we are in the same philosophy class.." he answered sheepishly, "I sit more near the back...and...uh...I've been wanting to introduce myself..."

He was nervous and awkwardly talking to her. Faith Anne looked at him dumbfounded. She was the one who was supposed to be awkward and shy and nervous here. She found that shared nervousness somehow...calming.

"Uh...Hi Brian..." She replied with a little ridiculous wave of her hand, "I'm...uh...I'm Faith Anne..."

"...and you sure are pretty." He said suddenly looking aghast at the forwardness.

"Oh," Faith Anne exclaimed reaching up running her fingers through her hair and pulling on a cornsilk colored lock in a nervous bad habit she had since she was little whenever somebody gave her a real compliment. Hanging around Sabrina she was always the one that stood out and got all the attention. Not that she was at all desirous of anybody's attention. "...Me...Are you sure...I mean what about Sabrina?" She pointed to her room mate dancing not ten feet away from them with not one but two frat boys simultaneously. "...She's way prettier than me."

Sabrina was having fun basking in the attention of all the boys here. She danced with two boys because she hadn't decided on which she'd take up stairs for a quick roll in bed tonight.

She looked over to where Faith Anne was in the corner worried that her shy reserved roommate would try to go all wallflower on her again, and was pleasantly surprised to see a rather cute guy with a cowboy hat talking to her.

Yes! That was more like it. She was the best wing man ever. Now all she had to do was to check in on her friend every once in a while to make certain Mr. Cowboy cutie-pie was treating her right or not treating her much much too well. Faith Anne was a good girl but she wasn't ready for one-night stand and having the boy forget all about her once he'd blown his wad in her.

She'd been there, and it wasn't a feeling she ever wanted to feel again, so she always made sure to be the first one there rather than letting the boy do it to her again. Sabrina was a big girl. She could take that happening, but Faith Anne?

No, she needed her best friend looking out for her.

 

[Homerun2611]

IC: Brian Daniels

"...Me...Are you sure...I mean what about Sabrina?..." He turned around and looked in the direction she was pointing, even though he knew what he would find, "...She's way prettier than me." He looked for a second, and her friend was stunning as well. In a room full of very sexy girls, some cute, some pretty...some outrageous, none, in Brian's opinion compared to these two. Not even close.

He let out a sigh, "your friend is very pretty, I have noticed you to together..." he smiled, "I'm pretty sure every male on campus notices you two together!...but...well...I kind of like quiet girls...not that I have much experience...but I'm pretty quiet myself and hoped we might...talk a bit...but if you need to join her I'm sure there are a million guys who want to dance with you..."

Just then a country song came on, and Brian was interrupted, not necessarily a bad thing as he wasn't exactly sure where he was going with this anyway. He had no lines, no wrap, other than introducing himself he was completely winging it. But he had looked in her eyes, and her his. There had been a moment, hadn't there?

Suddenly some girl, he didn't think he'd ever seen before, but had clearly seen him came up behind him, grabbed his shoulders, and turned him around. He tried to look back at Faith who seemed to step back. "Hi Cowboy, I'm Carrie....I have now seen you at two parties and why haven't you danced yet, I'm thinking you just are looking for the right cowgirl..." She was in a plaid shirt tied in a way that just barely kept her breasts inside and a pair of daisy dukes and cowboy boots.

She was certainly dressed the part, but she was intimidating as all get out, and not at all the type of girl Brian was attracted to. "...come on freshman, not many of you are going to get a senior to ask you to dance, I better not have to ask twice." Brian was completely flustered, and had no idea what to do, not wanting to be rude, nor wanting to leave the girl that after weeks he had finally conjured up the courage to introduce himself to.

Carrie was not taking no for an answer, and quite literally pulled him by the arm to the dance floor. He turned to Faith, "I'll be right back..." but he had no idea if she heard what he said or even cared.

Brian was no great dancer, he was coordinated and all, he just hadn't been to many places where the kids danced like they did here. However, one thing he could do, was Texas two step. The music was a song he knew well, and when she grabbed him, he lead her in a way that they were clearly the two most accomplished dancers of this type out there.

She was flashy and put on a show, while Brian was simply a good country western dancer. He had to admit, this was fun, and other than the way she was dressed, made him feel almost feel like he was back home. When the song ended, it immediately turned into a second, and the people now watching them urged them on.

He tried to spot Faith, but she was away, he did see the other girl, Sabrina, he thought she said, she seemed to be eying him, and he wasn't sure of the look on her face. It had been fun, but when the second song ended, he tried to politely excuse himself. "Are you shitting me, you want to stop?" The quite worldly, and apparently interested senior said to him. "Uh yes ma'am, was talking to that other..." He looked in the direction he had left Faith...but did not immediately see her.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Sabrina Allston

Sabrina was dancing with Aaron the star of the football team now. They've hooked up a couple of times in the past, and Sabrina was hoping to make tonight hook up number three. The dance was fun. She was grinding her hips against him, and smiling and having a good time. Then she looked over to the corner to check on Faith Anne.

She was gone, and looking around she saw the cowboy that was talking to her now dancing with Carrie who'd come to the party dressed up as a cowgirl.

What the hell happened? She had just looked away for a moment and now everything had changed. And where the hell did Faith Anne go. After all the coaxing and cajoling she had to resort to just to get Faith Anne to come with her to this party. Sabrina wasn't about to see Project get Faith Anne out of her shell go down in flames now.

She kissed Aaron on the cheek and excused herself with a promise to make it up to him later before waiting to catch Mr. Cowboy's attention and find out what he'd done to her best friend.

She watched him dance with Carrie and was struck with how good a dancer he was. Carrie was a lot more flamboyant, but the Cowboy was able to keep up with her. If he was paired with someone that would dance with him instead of over him he'd be a pretty fun guy to dance with.

If he had not approached Faith Anne Sabrina would be all over him. She still might be...no...she wouldn't do that to Faith Anne.

Sabrina saw him look over to the corner where he'd approached Faith Anne. Then turned to say something to Carrie.

"Are you shitting me," Carrie exclaimed, "You want to stop?"

"Uh yes ma'am, was talking to that other..." He told her glancing back to the corner Faith Anne had been hiding in when he spoke to her.

Sabrina stepped over to them. "Carrie let him go. There's plenty of dance partners here." She gestured over to where Aaron was, "Including the Football Team's star runningback...come on I'll introduce you."

She laid a hand on the Cowboy's arm. "Stay put. I want to ask you something."

She led Carrie over to Aaron and introduced her to him, before escaping and walking over to Mr. Cowboy.

She held out her hand to him, "I'm Sabrina by the way, and you are?"

She nodded at his response, "Oh, you're the shy type. That's cute. You and Faith Anne are a good match up then."

She gestured for him to come with her, "Let's go find where she's hiding."

"She's super shy, and needs someone to gently crack open her shell." She led him to kitchen where the kegs of beer and red solo cups and chips were, but no Faith Anne. They kept looking but Sabrina asked Brian, "So where you from...Texas?"

After his answer, "Hawaii...I didn't think they had any cowboys there...all you get from TV and stuff is surfer dudes and hula girls."

After checking all the rooms downstairs they went up the stairs to check there for her. "I swear if she bailed on us I'll kill her."

Looking through the rooms they found various couples in various states of 'knocking boots'-to use the country western music term for hooking up.

"So Brian," She asked him turning to regard his reaction, "What is you want from Faith Anne....if you're just looking to get laid tonight then I'm more the girl you're looking for. Even Carrie downstairs could've given you that. Faith Anne on the other hand...don't hurt her like that. Me, I can take it, but her..." She tapped a finger into his chest, "She's my best friend, and I can tell you she needs to be handled with kid gloves, capice?"

 

[Homerun2611]

IC: Brian Daniels

"Carrie let him go. There's plenty of dance partners here." Brian was trying to be nice, he'd danced, but now he wanted to go back and talk with Faith Anne. The girl he was dancing with was clearly not happy, and then suddenly her friend was there, Sabrina took his partner by the arm, "Including the Football Team's star runningback...come on I'll introduce you."

She did and was back in a second, extending her hand, "I'm Sabrina by the way, and you are?" Brian took off his hat smiling, his manners were as emblazoned into him, as the small head of cattle that was branded back at his parent's ranch. "Hi, I'm Brian Daniels. We are actually in Philosophy together, I have seen you and Faith Ann together. She and I were talking and the other girl asked me to dance, I said I'd be right back, but maybe she didn't hear me, or maybe she did?" He acknowledged an obvious conclusion.

Sabrina sized him up quickly, "Oh, you're the shy type. That's cute. You and Faith Anne are a good match up then." Brian was thrilled with her conclusion, but doubted she was right. She was a take charge gal, "Let's go find where she's hiding....She's super shy, and needs someone to gently crack open her shell." She couldn't be more shy than Brian but he followed, but she was nowhere to be found. He had probably blown it, but he hoped not, he had watched, her, well both of them, ever since he had spotted the stunning twosome in class. She made small talk, "So where you from...Texas?"

"Uh, Hawaii actually, my parents have a large pineapple farm, and some cattle, and horses and a few other animals. This is so different than there." She seemed surprised, "Hawaii...I didn't think they had any cowboys there...all you get from TV and stuff is surfer dudes and hula girls." He smiled, she was so honest and so at ease with herself, he would have killed to feel that at ease. "Well, I do surf a little, actually I'm pretty good." He wasn't bragging, he had won some high level competitions, and probably could have done that for a living, if his father hadn't considered it a complete waste of time.

They looked all over but had no luck. Brian couldn't believe how may places they walked into, people were engaged in very heavy sexual relations, including down and out sex. Sabrina barely blinked.

They were running out of options and Sabrina turned, cutting to the chase. "So Brian," She asked him turning to regard his reaction, "What is you want from Faith Anne....if you're just looking to get laid tonight then I'm more the girl you're looking for. Even Carrie downstairs could've given you that.... Brian's eyes were wide, "Get laid, no, I have never really...what do you mean you are the girl" He didn't get to finish, Sabrina was far from finished she had a very specific point to make, "... Faith Anne on the other hand...don't hurt her like that. Me, I can take it, but her...She's my best friend, and I can tell you she needs to be handled with kid gloves, capice?"

She was pointing him in the chest, downright angry. He took her hand, finger extended and held it and looked into her eyes. "I don't think I'm a whole lot like the other guys here. You don't have to worry about me trying to take advantage of her, God as my witness." He looked at her, and saw the eyes of a skeptic, but he also like the fact that she was looking after her friend. "Sabrina, you and Faith are about the prettiest two girls I have ever seen. I only walked over to her, because I have seen you two for weeks and wanted to introduce myself. She was all alone and I'm not very good in crowds...if she is shy, then I'm a pretty good guy...assuming she has any interest. I just thought we could grab coffee or something, I just wanted to meet her."

Brian looked at Sabrina, he had never met a girl like her either, and he had to admit, she was incredibly attractive too, but right now his focus was all about Faith Ann and apologizing for leaving her and trying to figure out a way to make it up. "Do you have any other ideas where she might be? Are you two roommates? Where do you live?..." He stopped and took a breath, "Sabrina, I think it is nice that you are looking our for her, I really do, but all I want to do is talk and get to know her."

 

[Veroe]

IC: Sabrina Allston and Faith Anne O'Connell

"So Brian," She asked him turning to regard his reaction, "What is you want from Faith Anne....if you're just looking to get laid tonight then I'm more the girl you're looking for. Even Carrie downstairs could've given you that. Faith Anne on the other hand...don't hurt her like that. Me, I can take it, but her..."

"Get laid, no, I have never really...what do you mean you are the girl"

"I get around...you haven't heard about me...they probably have my number scribbled on the mensroom door under the phrase 'for a good time call'," Sabrina muttered. She held no illusions about her reputation.

She was a sexually active woman, had been since she was twelve years old and an older boy she'd had a crush on took her virginity. She looked away as she shivered at emotional damage when that boy had treated her like she hadn't even existed after that night. It had helped her realize that love and emotionally connecting with someone when making love were lies told in fairy tales. She wasn't a princess and there were no prince charmings out there. So rather licking her wounds and curling in the corner she made her damage into her strength.

And if there was no emotional importance to sex. Sex became nothing more than a leisure activity people did to have fun with someone else they were superficially attracted to and then moving on with their lives when it was over. No big deal just two people having some fun.

She tapped a finger into his chest, "She's my best friend, and I can tell you she needs to be handled with kid gloves, capice?"

"I don't think I'm a whole lot like the other guys here," He replied taking her hand jabbing into his rather strong chest and holding it gently in his hand, "You don't have to worry about me trying to take advantage of her, God as my witness."

Her eyes narrowed trying to find the angle he was trying to use to play her and Faith Anne.

"Sabrina, you and Faith are about the prettiest two girls I have ever seen." He reassured her, "I only walked over to her, because I have seen you two for weeks and wanted to introduce myself."

Her expression softened, "I remember you now...I always remember the cute ones in class. You sit in the back, and are always watching us. And you did reach out to her as a gentleman-so you get bonus points on that front." She pulled her hand out of his and nodded, "So what was it you were after here?"

"She was all alone and I'm not very good in crowds...if she is shy, then I'm a pretty good guy...assuming she has any interest." He explained, "I just thought we could grab coffee or something, I just wanted to meet her."

She nodded smiling, "Okay then. I like you, Mr. Surfing Cowboy. I'll let you and Faith Anne see each other." She turned back to the hall to see the bathroom door closed. "Now we just have to find her."

"Do you have any other ideas where she might be," He asked.

"I think so," She answered.

"Are you two roommates?"

She nodded, "Since freshman year. Didn't think we'd get along at first, we're just so different, but the two of us have become pretty close friends since then...it's almost like the set up for a sitcom on TV."

"Where do you live," Brian pressed.

"The Cavanaugh dorm building across Campus, but she wouldn't have run there," She led him down the hall towards the bathroom, "I have a good idea where she may be hiding."

"Sabrina, I think it is nice that you are looking our for her, I really do," He told her as they came up to the door, "But all I want to do is talk and get to know her."

"That's sweet," She said to him leaning over to the closed bathroom door and knocked loudly on it. "Did you hear that doofus?"

There was no answer.

"C'mon, Faith Anne O'Connell," She called out through the door, "I know you're hiding in there. Stop being a big scaredy-cat and talk to him."

"Leave me alone, Sabrina," Faith Anne's voice came, "You don't have to push me to talk to guys, you know. I can do it...if I want to."

"Two years in this college without so much as a single date and now here you are hiding in the bathroom from the first sweet guy that wants to talk to you means that yes I do." Sabrina replied. "Now open up and talk to him."

The door opened a crack and Faith Anne peeked through to look at Brian. "You have to think I'm such a loser right now..."

"You're scared, not a loser, dummy," Sabrina's hand on his shoulder pushed him forward up to the door, "Tell her Romeo."

 

[Homerun2611]

IC: Brian Daniels

"I get around...you haven't heard about me...they probably have my number scribbled on the mensroom door under the phrase 'for a good time call'," He looked at her, trying to understand if she was kidding, but from all signs she wasn't. Brian had been raised that sex was a special thing to be shared between two people that really cared about each other. He had not dated much, and the dates he had were well chaperoned. College had been a real eye opener, with people so free about 'hooking up'. There were moments when he wondered what that might be like, God knows it looked like they were enjoying themselves and it wasn't as if his body didn't have urges. But then he would see his mother's face, and hear her voice as she used to talk to him, even come in and visit him when he was investigating himself. She would talk to him about respecting the young ladies, and how he needed to make sure he really cared about the girl. She had always known how to make him feel better. "I'm sure you are very good at it, and the boys you share yourself with are very lucky indeed, I just hope they treat you like a lady should be treated."

"Okay then. I like you, Mr. Surfing Cowboy. I'll let you and Faith Anne see each other." Brian laughed at 'surfing cowboy' but liked it, "I'm much obliged, I really am, but is it your decision?" Truth be told, Brian liked Sabrina too. Even if she was "loose" as his mother would have said, she seemed to have a good heart and that counted for something too.

"I remember you now...I always remember the cute ones in class. You sit in the back, and are always watching us. And you did reach out to her as a gentleman-so you get bonus points on that front." He smiled, a huge smile. "You noticed me...you have no idea how often I tried to find the right opportunity to talk to you, but the Professor always seemed to come up...and I have my next class, a half an hour later and I usually go grab a bit to eat at one of the street carts, in between." Their were many types of street vendors selling everything from egg rolls to sandwiches to burritos to hot dogs, nothing particularly healthy, but it got the job done. He also was one of those guys that could eat anything and worked out enough so his body fat was as close to zero as you could get, so some extra carbs were no issue.

She seemed to have an idea where Faith Ann might be, and so he'd asked if they were roommates, "Since freshman year. Didn't think we'd get along at first, we're just so different, but the two of us have become pretty close friends since then...it's almost like the set up for a sitcom on TV." He looked into her eyes, she had so much personality and was just so...honest. "Sort of like the girl's version of the odd couple...let me guess, you're Oscar?" He laughed, and then realized she might not have seen the Neal Simon play or the TV show it spawned. "You probably have no idea what I'm talking about do you? We don't exactly get the latest Broadway hits on the Big Island....All the way since freshman year, huh...well we are only sophomores, and this is actually my first year. I spent my first year doing on-line classes offered by Arizona St. so I could help Daddy with the harvests, but we agreed that McLaren was more what I needed. So, I am sort of a freshman taking sophomore courses."

Suddenly they were standing in front of one of the bathrooms, but the door was locked, Sabrina started to speak again, but not really to him, and as she did she knocked on the door, LOUDLY, "That's sweet...Did you hear that doofus?...C'mon, Faith Anne O'Connell,"

Brian found himself looking at a locked closed door, "She's in there?" she mouthed to her, one brow cocked in question.

"I know you're hiding in there. Stop being a big scaredy-cat and talk to him." Brian stifled a laugh, as he could almost hear is own mother's voice cajoling him similarly.

"Leave me alone, Sabrina," Faith Anne's voice came, "You don't have to push me to talk to guys, you know. I can do it...if I want to."

So there it was, if she wanted to talk to me she would be, she wasn't hiding, she was avoiding, quite intentionally, and Brian was about to turn, not exactly shocked at being shot down by such an incredibly beautiful girl. Luckily Sabrina was not so easily put off, "Two years in this college without so much as a single date and now here you are hiding in the bathroom from the first sweet guy that wants to talk to you means that yes I do....Now open up and talk to him."

There was so much good information in those few sentences, he could barely hide his enthusiasm. One, Faith Ann didn't have a boyfriend or even date, that alone was incredible, but second, "the first sweet guy" she called me sweet, practically endorsed Faith Ann giving me an opportunity!

The door cracked open, and the two most frightened, but beautiful eyes he could imagine were looking at him, "You have to think I'm such a loser right now..." He was about to answer, stepping forward, he was smiling, not laughing at her, but smiling with her...he so knew how she felt. Sabrina, stepped in immediately, coming to her friends aid, but also giving Brian the challenge to put up or shut up, "You're scared, not a loser, dummy,...Tell her Romeo."

"You like Shakespeare?" He liked Shakespeare, but that was so not the point right now, and the look in Sabrina's eyes made that clear. He looked back at Faith Ann, and held out his hand, "Take my hand please...trust me. Sabrina is right, you are just scared. You may just be the first person I've met who is more scared of this than me. That is the only reason I can possibly imagine why one of the two most beautiful girls in this school hasn't had a date. Or...maybe she's just picky?"

He looked into her eyes as Sabrina looked on, "If that is a loser, maybe we can be loser's together? Do you like parties like we were just at, or maybe you'd like something more quiet? Do you like coffee? or maybe taking a walk? If she's willing Sabrina can come to, I am sort of used to chaperones on the few dates I've had."

He reached out and took her other hand now too, his deep blue eyes looking into her, his white teeth sparkling, his smile sweet and sincere, his voice soft, not a lot more than a whisper. "Trust me, I know what it's like to be nervous and uncomfortable meeting people, but I'd really like to get to know you better, if you are willing to give me a chance?"

 

[Veroe]

IC: Faith Anne O'Connell and Sabrina Allston

The door opened a crack and Faith Anne peeked through to look at Brian. "You have to think I'm such a loser right now..."

Faith Anne's eyes were as big as saucers as he stepped forward and smiled, and not in nay sort of a demeaning way. Maybe Sabrina was right about him. Maybe he was really just a very sweet guy.

""You're scared, not a loser, dummy,..." She told her before pushing Brian forward, "Tell her Romeo."

He looked over to her asking, "You like Shakespeare?"

Sabrina gave him a look like he was totally missing the point even joking with her right now. He was supposed to be reassuring her best friend.

He turned back to Faith Anne and held out his hand towards her. "Take my hand please..."

Faith Anne looked down at his hand, but did not immediately take hold of it. She looked back up at him. He had pretty eyes. Faith Anne really liked his eyes. They were deep blue oceans to lose herself in. She could stare into them for hours on end. She didn't know how she felt about that or any of this. All of this was happening way way way too fast for her.

"Trust me," He continued, "Sabrina is right, you are just scared. You may just be the first person I've met who is more scared of this than me."

Her breath caught and her heart felt like it was in her throat. He was scared of what was happening too. The door opened wider and her hand reached out taking his proffered one.

"That is the only reason I can possibly imagine why one of the two most beautiful girls in this school hasn't had a date," He told her and she shyly bit her bottom lip at the compliment, "Or...maybe she's just picky?"

She shook her head, "No I'm not...well I don't want to be. Geez I sound like a loser again, don't I?"

"If that is a loser," He replied, "Maybe we can be loser's together?"

Faith Anne's lips turned into a rather amused smile at his question. "Maybe we can."

"Do you like parties like we were just at," He asked. "[or maybe you'd like something more quiet?"

She nodded, "Yes definitely something more quiet."

"Do you like coffee," He asked, "Or maybe taking a walk?"

"Coffee or just a walk sounds nice," She replied, "But I don't know..."

He nodded, "If she's willing, Sabrina can come to, I am sort of used to chaperones on the few dates I've had."

Sabrina who'd been leaning against the wall basking in the fact that she was the greatest best friend and wingman in the world suddenly perked up at that, "I'm cool with that. I'll be the best chaperone ever."

He reached out taking her other hand in hers and they looked at eachother hand in hand. "Trust me, I know what it's like to be nervous and uncomfortable meeting people, but I'd really like to get to know you better, if you are willing to give me a chance?"

Faith Anne took a deep inhale, eyes closed, to center herself and calm her nerves before she nodded, "O...Okay...that is...if Sabrina is okay with it too?"

Sabrina smiled at the cute couple. One her best friend ever and the other the sweet boy smart enough to talk to her. She smiled and shook her head, "Alright, let's ditch this party and go get some coffee...I know just the place. It's over on Second street so it'll be a bit of a walk. So get your small talk games on, and yes that means you Faith Anne O'Connell. I expect a conversation to happen between you two, and participation is mandatory, capice?"

As they walked down the stairs Sabrina turned her head watching Carrie and Aaron dancing. She had thought she was going to get well laid tonight. She glanced over her shoulder to Faith Anne and Brian walking down the stairs behind her.

She looked back ahead to the door out of the house and beyond to McLaren's campus and sighed. Being the best wing man ever certainly came with its downsides.

 

[Homerun2611]

IC: Brian Daniels

She was a wary one alright. Faith Ann made Brian feel bolder, which was a good thing. How it was that someone confident and tough enough to ride a bull, break a horse or shot the mighty pipeline waves, could get so tongue tied so moly talking to a girl, was beyond him, but that was hust how it was.

Sabrina was a help, there was no doubt, he never would have found Faith Ann without her, nor probably ever had her open the door. They were actually kind of funny together. Sabrina tried to come across so tough, but there was tenderness there, like one of the dogs back at the ranch, their bark worse than their bite. Alternatively Faith Ann appeared to be more quiet and more scared than a church mouse, but he had heard some backbone and fire in her response to Sabrina. He guessed the girl’s most likely were in the middle, each having their own style and way, but much more complementary than you might guess at first blush.

Brian had a bit of horse whisperer in him, much better with animals than he ever would be with humans. However, this gave him a unique way to look inside someone’s heart, peer into their souls, and both of these girls had good hearts. Her opening soliloquy had let him know Sabrina had been hurt, in her own way she was as careful as Faith Ann, though she would never want you to know that. All of this was fine, Brian was patient, barriers weren’t bad or something to be avoided, they were just a step along the way in gaining true friendship. But like with his horses, true gentleness, listening, along with a few apples and carrots could do wonders, and Faith Ann, actually both of them, seemed well worth that investment.

The first step was the door opening, the second her giving him her hand. He turned just enough to give Sabrina a little wink and a smile at Faith Ann’s offering. She responded so seriously to his little joke about being picky, She shook her head, "No I'm not...well I don't want to be. Geez I sound like a loser again, don't I?" He had only been foolin, but he had the mare close to his hand and he had to be careful, one single lightning strike or roll of thunder could send her on her way. Thus they began their delicate dance as Sabrina watched Brian, the ever ready mother hen, making sure her little chick was gently handled.

"If that is a loser," He replied, "Maybe we can be loser's together?"

Faith Anne gave him his first smile, a Herculean achievement, he well knew. "Maybe we can."

"Do you like parties like we were just at,..." He followed,quite sure of the answer. "or maybe you'd like something more quiet?"

She nodded, "Yes definitely something more quiet." this was good news from his perspective, his personality did not stand out in a crowd, but one on one he was courteous, intelligent and even had a soft and sweet sense of humor.

"Do you like coffee," He asked, "Or maybe taking a walk?"

"Coffee or just a walk sounds nice," She replied, "But I don't know..." This he had been ready for, and actually hoped Sabrina would join them. He was making progress, but communications might be painful for a bit yet, but the brunette was talkative and knew when to give her friend a little goose to pick it up.

She had looked at them, mercifully realizing , he would need her help a bit more, Faith Ann was one skiddish little mare, and Brian had his hands full, "Alright, let's ditch this party and go get some coffee...I know just the place. It's over on Second street so it'll be a bit of a walk. So get your small talk games on, and yes that means you Faith Anne O'Connell. I expect a conversation to happen between you two, and participation is mandatory, capice?"

He laughed, “you like that ‘caplice’ word don’t you? I have only heard it used once before, by the European fruit traders who haggled with my father. They were tough too, but with a good heart, like you!” He didn’t mean to flirt, he meant it, and found he genuinely liked both girls so far, he chuckled to himself about why he had waited so long to introduce himself, but maybe it all worked out.

They started to walk, and Sabrina stayed to the side. That wasn’t really Brian’s way. He was inclusive maybe to a fault. He held his arms out for the girls to hook theirs thru. “C’mon you two, you are going to at least let me take you each by the arm. Who knows, this might be the highlight of my college career, walking arm and arm with the prettiest two girls on campus. I wish I could show my Momma, she’d never believe it!” Sabrina whipped out her phone and took a selfie of the three of them, “Here, what’s your number and I will send it to you for proof!”

It was a bit of a walk, and Brian was genuinely curious. “So how did each of you end up coming here, and am I right in assuming you didn’t know each other before? Did both of you grow up in New England? This is just so different than home for me. How ever do you get used to the cold?” The girls were so small and petite against his big frame, but they clipped along at a good pace, and someone looking from the side might have thought they were old friends, instead of just new acquaintances.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Faith Anne O'Connell and Sabrina Allston

They walked out fo the frathouse and onto McLaren's campus strolling arm in arm, Faith Anne on Brian's right side and Sabrina on his left. Faith Anne didn't mind her friend was being a chaperone or a third wheel to this impromptu date she and her cowboy that had some how some way noticed her among all the other prettier women at that party, like Sabrina for one. However, she was grateful Sabrina was coming along with them. It made Faith Anne feel less like she was about to fuck it up terribly.

But here they were walking and none of them were engaging in any conversation. Sabrina caught her attention in a glance behind Brian's back. She nodded towards him mouthing the word 'Small Talk' at her. Faith Anne bit her lip looking about for something to talk meaninglessly over with him. She wasn't any good at this stuff. This was going to be a total disaster like always with her...she should just turn around and run back to her bathroom to hide again.

The air was crisp for an October evening. The wind blew through the trees on either side of the walk carrying a few red and gold leaves over their path. They crunched underneath their shoes with every step.

"Uhhhh…" She started, "...This has to be a new experience for you, Brian? This your first New England Autumn?"

She nodded at his response and then did the worst thing she could've. She said the first thing that popped into her brain. "Uhhh...Do the palm tree leaves turn color in Hawaii during the fall too?"

What was she saying?!? Palm trees don't turn color in the autumn because they don't grow where it gets that cold. Everybody knows that. Stupid, stupid, stupid...Oh god, this was becoming an absolute disaster. Where was Sabrina when she needed her?

Forget Sabrina just somebody stop her.

She was starting to breath heavy worrying that he was going to totally ignore her for the absolute dimwitted loser she truly was.

Sabrina caught her attention again mouthing, 'Relax'.

To Brian she added, "It was new to me too during freshman year. I grew up on the gulf coast in Florida...Panama City. Faith Anne's the only actual New Englander here...she's from Connecticut."

She smiled warmly to him, and Faith Anne felt somehow not on the verge of a panic attack anymore. How did Sabrina do that?

"You know what," She asked them, "We should get all these leaves into a big pile so we can jump into and roll around in them like kids do in movies and TV shows whenever they're set up here. I never got to do that."

She pulled at Brian's arm and Faith Anne went along with them, "It isn't really as much fun as you think...though I suppose you should try it at least once...that is if you want to?"

 

[Homerun2611]

IC: Brian Daniels

"Uhhhh…This has to be a new experience for you, Brian? This your first New England Autumn?" Brian turned is head to look at Faith Ann as she desperately tried to make conversation. "Yes ma'am it is. In Hawaii, we probably have 5 days where the temperature is below 65 degrees, and I think the warmest it has been all week was 60, and tonight it is maybe 50, and I have a feeling I am going to be wishing soon it was still this warm." He pulled the girls in tighter, relishing their warmth as much as their obvious beauty.

"Uhhh...Do the palm tree leaves turn color in Hawaii during the fall too?" He turned to her, and winked. "You're cute you know that....well, I will give you, your trees here are a lot prettier when they get cold, kind of like the girls here..." Brian looked at her, "Faith Ann, it's okay...you don't have to try so hard, I like you. Making small talk is hard for me too. But sometimes it is nice to walk, with a sweet girl...." He looked over at Sabrina, "....I'm sorry, two sweet and pretty girls in the moonlight, don't you think? I'm pretty sure, we are going to find some things we can't wait to talk about, and then we won't be able to stop. So for now, we can just enjoy the walk."

Silence didn't bother Brian, in fact it was an old friend. He remembered an old song call "Sounds of Silence" it starts, "Hello darkness my old friend, I've come to talk with you again..." He loved that line, he thought and found silence peaceful, and so the ability to enjoy that with Faith Ann and Sabrina, was more than comfortable. He hoped his words allowed Faith Ann to relax. He had a feeling there was someone pretty special inside of her, it just needed a little coaxing to get out.

Sabrina was also looking out for Faith Ann, "It was new to me too during freshman year. I grew up on the gulf coast in Florida...Panama City. Faith Anne's the only actual New Englander here...she's from Connecticut." Brian smiled back, "Florida huh, I've never been there, but I've read about it. So you must be cold too? So how do you keep warm?" He didn't mean it like it might have sounded, it had been a simple honest response but then he blushed. They looked into each other's eyes, and it lingered a bit too long. There was a momentary connection, and then Brian refocused he almost felt guilty as his intentions were supposed to be solely focused on Faith Ann. He turned back to Faith Ann, "I'm hoping coffee will be a good start."

Sabrina was busy changing the subject, "You know what?...We should get all these leaves into a big pile so we can jump into and roll around in them like kids do in movies and TV shows whenever they're set up here. I never got to do that." Faith Ann was more pragmatic, "It isn't really as much fun as you think...though I suppose you should try it at least once...that is if you want to?" Brian winked at Faith Ann, "Well, I think I want to...if you two will excuse me a second?"

Off he went, using his hands and even his cowboy hat he quickly gathered up a large heap of leaves, five feet wide and over three feet deep. He walked over to the girls, bowed and tipped his hat. "Shall we?" With that he grabbed them both by the hand and pulled them to run with him, and just as he got to the pile he let go of their hands and turned and let himself fall back as if it was snow and he was about to do a snow angel. Laying on his back, he soon felt Sabrina first, and then Faith Ann, do the same and plummet down on each side of him. One across each of his outstretched arms.

He was laughing hard, and enjoyed listening to their reactions. He pulled them each into him, curling them in tight in his strong arms, and he looked at Sabrina, "You said to roll around right?" Laughing, he swung them up over the top of him, and proceeded to roll around, tossing and turning with both girls in his arms, laughing as they buried themselves deep in the leaves. His heart was pounding, and the girls looked beautiful, and he was having fun. A girl on each arm, a smile on his face, he realized he was looking straight up at one of the prettiest moonlit nights he could remember...."Should we go get that coffee now?"

 

[Veroe]

IC: Sabrina Allston and Faith Anne O'Connell

"You know what," She asked them, "We should get all these leaves into a big pile so we can jump into and roll around in them like kids do in movies and TV shows whenever they're set up here. I never got to do that."

She pulled at Brian's arm and Faith Anne went along with them, "It isn't really as much fun as you think...though I suppose you should try it at least once...that is if you want to?"

Brian turned with a wink at Faith Anne saying, "Well, I think I want to...if you two will excuse me a second?"

He rushed off and the two watched him as he took a pile of leaves already collected by the university's ground crew earlier that day and began rooting around adding more leaves to build it higher and tighter. They laughed as he used his Stetson as a bucket for that purpose. Sabrina bumped Faith Anne with her elbow, "Go help him doofus."

Faith Anne rubbed her arm where she'd been elbowed, "Okay, okay..."

She made her way forward to assist the Hawaiian cowboy, and Sabrina crossed her arms watching him. He was cute, and sweet, and kind. Brian was an all around good guy. She thought about what'd he'd said to her earlier about how she stayed warm up here in the north. If Faith Anne was not careful Sabrina would wind up showing him just what her idea of keeping warm was.

Finished constructing a suitable pile of leaves he stepped over to the two of them, and tipped his hat in that sexy, cocky, and gentlemanly way all cowboys seemed to learn alongside bronco busting and lassoing things and having shootouts with desperados and all the rest Hollywood said they did in a day's work.

"Shall we," He asked them like a gentleman.

Sabrina nodded with a girlish giggle as he grabbed both their wrists and pulled them over to the pile of leaves. He turned and fell back like a kid making snow angels in the leaves. Sabrina gave Faith Anne a wink and leapt in after him wallowing in the red and gold leaves with him. Faith Anne shrugged and joined them landing on the other side of Brian.

Sabrina giggled at the experience loving the woodsy smell, and Brian arm felt good against her too. On his other side Faith Anne wiggled up next to him. "I don't think I've done this since I was eleven years old."

Brian was laughing like a schoolboy and they joined him giggling with him. "You said to roll around, right," He asked before wrapping his arms around both of them and doing just that pulling them both on top of him and rolling around in the leaves.

They laughed, they rolled, they frolicked like kids. Sabrina noted how her body felt good pressed against his. Not that she was planning on stealing Brian out from under her best friend. No, she was not even entertaining that thought. She was a damned good wingman after all. But he was cute, and she had wanted to hook up with a hot guy tonight...

Faith Anne also noted how good it felt to be so close to Brian's body. It made her blush furiously, however she didn't move an inch away from being pressed right up against him...she was just embarrassed over it, that's all.

"Should we go get that coffee now?" He asked as they lay among the leaves and staring at the biggest October full moon anyone could remember in a clear night sky.

"Coffee," Faith Anne murmured, "Sure...I guess we should...if you're thirsty." She did not budge however from laying atop of Brian. She kept her head tucked down, her blond hair veiling her face so no one saw the blush on her face as she just soaked in the closeness of him. It was good...mortifying if they found out, but good...wonderful even. "...If you want to, that is..."

On his other side Sabrina lifted her head to look him straight in the eye. She reached up grabbing his hat and pulling it onto her head. It sank down past her ears stopping just before covering her eyes. Geez he had a big head.

"How do I look?" She laughed with a wink that wobbled the hat making it tilt down over her eyes, "Yippie Ki Yay!"

 

[Homerun2611]

IC: Brian Daniels

Brian was suddenly having the most fun he had had since he left the big island. He heard Sabrinal giggle and her laugh was infectious, a product of pure joy. Faith wiggled tight and oh so nice! "I don't think I've done this since I was eleven years old." "Then let me introduce you back to that little girl inside!" He smiled as he curled her in, even tighter. As they rolled they both pressed in tight, neither fitting better than the other, as both were perfect. Billy hardly knew what to do. He hadn't just me the most beautiful and appealing girl he had ever met, he had met the two most beautiful and appealing girls he had ever met.

They were like salt and pepper, each different but so complimentary and if one could only enjoy one of them at a single meal, how could you choose. They came to a stop, and neither girl moved, if anything they got closer.

He was being polite, but it was with great reluctance he asked if they wanted to move on, and resume the plan that had them walking across campus to have coffee. Faith Ann was sort of draped over one leg, her body pressed into his her face nestled into his chest, her warm breath stoking a fire deep inside of him. He could look down and see the top of her white blond hair with wisps that came up and tickled his chin. "Coffee,...Sure...I guess we should...if you're thirsty....If you want to, that is..." However she didn't move, and there was no way he was going to. He would love to stay her all night, as there wasn't a nicer, prettier blanket in all of New England, he was quite sure.

Sabrina was draped similarly on the other, but if Faith Ann was soft and snuggling, Sabrina was a fire, whose embers were still and glowing red but could ignite into hot flames at any point. She grabbed his hat playfully, and popped it on her head. "How do I look?" Brian looked up and saw the sexiest cowgirl he had ever seen. "Well let's just say, my hat never looked so good, or rested on anything so spectacular...I think it will be disappointed to have to come up to my sorry head."

He felt them each pressed into his thighs, and it may have been wishful thinking but he thought he felt heat where ther sex rested against his jeans. He had his hands rested in the smalls of their bacs, perfect little indentations reflecting the end of toned backs, just about to turn up into tight, firm, sexy asses. Brian was a bit embarrassed even thinking like this, these girls were in his care. But as he lay there he could feel himself falling...he looked down at Faith...he looked up at Sabrrina...but who was he falling for...Sabrina...Faith Ann...the realization almost sickened him as he knew the impossible answer...BOTH!

"Uh no...I'm really not thirsty at all...I was just afraid that you might be cold...but if...ya'all don't mind just cuddling in my arms a bit, enjoying the night and the moonlight...the stars are even shining...lord almighty look at all those stars...I'd love to just stay here a bit...I have nowhere to go...and there is nowhere I would rather be!" He kissed the top of Faith Ann's head and turned and winked at Sabrina as she stood looking at him, still looking impossibly gorgeous in his hat.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Sabrina Allston and Faith Anne O'Connell

"How do I look?" She laughed with a wink that wobbled the hat making it tilt down over her eyes, "Yippie Ki Yay!"

"Well let's just say, my hat never looked so good," He replied with a look in his eye that she'd seen in many of the broncos out there she'd broken in in her long infamous history of one night stands, "Or rested on anything so spectacular..."

He wanted her. She had a spidersense about these things, or a hot-guy-horse whisperer way of interpreting what boys want. And she understood that Brian, the cowboy from Hawaii, wanted her in this moment. This thrilled her of course. She liked sex. She liked sex with hot guys, and since there was no such thing as romance in reality. She could have Brian scratch her particular itch tonight.

She smiled sinfully looking down on him. Brian was a double chocolate chip cookie with fudge swirl topping, and Sabrina Allston was the fucking cookie monster.

...Her eyes drifted over to Faith Anne. Her best friend had shifted her head to look up at her, and the look in her eye...

She liked to call Faith Anne doofus, but she was not in reality unintelligent. Just a little dense when it came to how guys could be attracted to her if she put a little bit of effort into it, and for gods sake, gain even a modicum of some fucking self-confidence. But she knew Sabrina, and how she acted with boys, and Sabrina knew what taking Brian from Faith Anne would do to her. It was written all over in the look in her eyes. If Sabrina acted as she normally would towards a hot guy she wanted...it would crush her.

"...I think it will be disappointed to have to come up to my sorry head." Brian continued.

"Then I'm sorry to do this," She was sorry. For herself. She had wanted to get laid tonight. She'd been looking forward to it all week long, but she could not betray Faith Anne by ripping the one boy that had shown the first hint of attraction towards her away from her.

She pulled away from him. If she was pressed up against him, her resolve would eventually shatter. She got up back on her feet. "We should go."

God damn it. She hated being a good wingman. It looked like Mr. Right Now would be called on tonight. That was the nickname she'd given the hot pink vibrator in her dresser drawer.

"Let's get some coffee." Faith Anne pointed out giving Sabrina a hooded grateful look.

"Uh no...I'm really not thirsty at all...I was just afraid that you might be cold...but if...ya'all don't mind just cuddling in my arms a bit, enjoying the night and the moonlight...the stars are even shining..." He lifted his head and kissed the top of Faith Anne's head.

"That's okay. Lying here under the stars will be nice." Faith Anne smiled wider and brighter than the sun. She laid her head back down on Brian's chest, "And I am cold."

"...Lord almighty look at all those stars...I'd love to just stay here a bit...I have nowhere to go...and there is nowhere I would rather be!" Brian continued.

"They are gorgeous up there." Sabrina looked up at those stars. Brian's oversized hat fell off and Faith Anne grabbed it pulling it on her head with a bigger smile on her face.

"Yeah," Sabrina sighed turning to look back at them together her best friend and the boy that was a double chocolate-chip cookie just waiting for her to take. She looked at the empty side of Brian's body she had been snuggling up against and then turned back to those stars. "Right...Nowhere else."

 

[Homerun2611]

IC: Brian Daniels

There was incredible chemistry with both of them, it was just so different. But Brian would have a tough enough time not making a fool of himself if he were alone with one trying to make any sort of advance, he had absolutely no flipping idea how to manage two.

On one hand, it had all started out with his identifying Faith Anne, and she was everything and more than he had expected. She was gorgeous, but understated, classic, but deserving tenderness and patience. She was a gorgeous rose but still largely in relatively early bud form, but you knew it was there, and when it blossomed, as it most assuredly would, it would be spectacular. In his heart, Brian was patient, a farmer who enjoyed the spring and summer bloom and the rich fall harvest. So to hold Faith Anne in his arms and feel her curl into him, almost nourishing off of him, all he wanted to do was take care of her, hold her and he so wanted to kiss her.

Now on the other hand was Sabrina, she had not been there at the beginning, but she came on like a comet across the sky. If Faith Anne was a fine cabernet, Sabrina was tequila, ready and wanting to knock you on your ass, with a smile on your face. As she touched you, you felt the sizzle, and as she crawled up next to you, you knew you were Icarus, but the draw of the sun was just too compelling. Faith Anne gently grinding into him was making him hard, Sabrina in her every action was making him throb in ways he had never known possible.

"That's okay. Lying here under the stars will be nice....And I am cold." Faith Anne curled in and Brian pulled her even closer. He ran his hands vigorously up her arms and back, warming her, and then his hands slowed, and he tickled her lightly up and down her back as she wiggled closer. He felt her breathing synch with his, and their hearts started to beat as one.

Sabrina looked up, "They are gorgeous up there." But as his hat fell off, it was this time Faith Anne who grabbed it, and set it on top of her gorgeous white mane. Her smile lit up the night sky, and she looked as good if not better than Sabrina, he had never met, let alone been alone with two such incredibly pretty girls. He was falling...fast and hard. His other hand now gripped around her and pulled Faith Anne up closer as he slid her a touch up his body, and their eyes gazed into each other. Sabrina broke the moment, as she was now alone, Brian feeling the coolness of the night where her body heat once resonated. "Yeah,...Right...Nowhere else."

He wanted her back, he wanted them both...can you fall in love with two women at first sight? Brian knew the answer, YES, oh yes...yes, yes, yes, yes, YES! Well if not love, certainly infatuation. But now Faith Anne was looking up at him, her soft hand on his chest, and he couldn't let the moment pass. He leaned in and stopped, he looked up at Sabrina..."I don't know the protocol, chaperone, may I kiss the girl...I will be gentle, I just want to feel her...do I ask you...or do I offer to kiss you first so you can determine if what I will do is okay...I don't want to offend anyone...but I can't help it...I really would like to kiss the girl?" He left it to them to determine who he meant, but if both thought it was them, they both would be right!

 

[Veroe]

IC: Faith Anne O'Connell and Sabrina Allston

"That's okay. Lying here under the stars will be nice." Faith Anne smiled wider and brighter than the sun. She laid her head back down on Brian's chest, "And I am cold."

Brian quickly wrapped her up in his arms. His hands rubbing warmth into her arms and back. She should've warm a heavier jacket but she was glad she hadn't. Else Brian wouldn't be holding her like this right now. She was also glad that Sabrina had backed off of Brian. She was also surprised by it and grateful to her best friend for it too. She knew how hard it was for Sabrina to back away from a cute boy she wanted.

But now that she had clear path to Brian's attentions...she did not really know what to do...every date she'd ever been...all two of them...had been terrible unbearable disasters. She really had no idea of what to do next. Faith Anne racked her brain trying to come up with something.

At least now she was close to him and without Sabrina competing for him, but somehow she felt bad for her friend as well. She knew how much Sabrina had been looking forward to hooking up with a guy at the party tonight, and now she was stuck playing the part of a third wheel. It somehow didn't feel right.

What should she do about it though?

"...Lord almighty look at all those stars...I'd love to just stay here a bit...I have nowhere to go...and there is nowhere I would rather be!" Brian continued.

Faith Anne glanced at the stars brain still whirring trying to reach a solution. Now she was left directionless. Brian was such a sweet guy and she was going to completely ruin this. She had no idea what she was doing.

"They are gorgeous up there." Sabrina said looking up at the October night sky above them, and then back towards the two of them. "Yeah,...Right...Nowhere else."

Faith Anne heart sank at the sadness in her friend's response. She laid her head back down on Brian's chest listening to his heart beating. Her eyes drifted shut. She wished things could stay like this forever, though with the addition of a guy for Sabrina as well.

"I don't know the protocol, chaperone," Brian said, "May I kiss the girl?"

Faith Anne's eyes shot wide open at that. Brian...kissing her...the thought made her feel excited and terrified and nervous and all gooey all at the same time.

Sabrina chuckled back at him, "I don't know? Can you be a gentleman with her?"

"I will be gentle, I just want to feel her." He replied, "Do I ask you...or do I offer to kiss you first so you can determine if what I will do is okay?"

Sabrina eyes lit up, that spidersense tingling again. He still wanted her, and she still wanted him too. "What do you mean, kiss me? Isn't one girl enough?"

"I don't want to offend anyone," He said looking down to Faith Anne, "But I can't help it...I really would like to kiss the girl."

This gave Sabrina pause to think it over. Faith Anne glanced over to her, and saw she was being severely tempted.

"I want to kiss you," Came out of Faith Anne's mouth. She pulled her head back down so she couldn't see his face "Though...I never really ever kissed a boy before...So I don't think I really don't know how to?"

"I do," Sabrina chuckled, "I can coach you on how to do it...that is if Brian's willing to be the practice lips here?"

 

[Homerun2611]

IC: Brian Daniels

Brian had not had a lot of romantic moments in his highly protective life. First, there simply weren’t a lot of girls around his plantation, and those that were, were deathly afraid of his parents. Second, even if he had, none looked like either Faith Anne or Sabrina, for how many did. He was in so far over his head, he needed a periscope to look out. Faith Anne seemed similar, possibly even more naive than him, but Sabrina was a predator. However, it didn’t matter, he was completely smitten with each of them, and both of them cumulatively.

Not knowing what to do, acting purely on his blossoming desire, he simply asked, "Do I ask you...or do I offer to kiss you first so you can determine if what I will do is okay?"

Sabrina eyes lit up, that spidersense tingling again. He still wanted her, and she still wanted him too. "What do you mean, kiss me? Isn't one girl enough?"

Oh boy, he had said the wrong thing. "I don't want to offend anyone," He said looking down to Faith Anne, "But I can't help it...I really would like to kiss the girl."

The girls seemed to exchange glances.

"I want to kiss you,...Though...I never really ever kissed a boy before...So I don't think I really don't know how to?"

Brian just clutched her closer, Faith Anne was special, and the fact she wanted to kiss him made his heart sing. They both looked at Sabrina hopeful.

"I do,...I can coach you on how to do it...that is if Brian's willing to be the practice lips here?"

This seemed like trouble to Brian, but it also seemed like the offer of a lifetime! The truth was, he had kissed a couple of girls, he wasn’t sure how well. He desperately wanted to kiss both of them, but how? Suddenly Sabrina, who just might be a lot smarter than he ever realized, had solved the conundrum. Or had she? He looked down at Faith Ann, “I guess I’m game if you are? I’m sure it is for instructional purposes only, and I am not exactly experienced either.”

Brian looked at both girls, oh God they were temptation personified! He felt his heartbeat in his groin, he suddenly realized he was getting hard, really, really, hard. “Is this okay?” He whispered so both could hear, but it was directed at Faith Anne. ‘Please say yes, please say yes!’ Ran through his meager, increasingly lust filled brain. He had no idea what was happening, but this was quickly becoming the best night of his life! He held an cuddled Faith Anne, but turned his head a bit toward Sabrina. He We his lips and looked at her, he opened his mouth slightly, and barely pursed his lips. He had no idea what to do, or what might happen, but holy sweet Jesus, he was excited!

 

[Veroe]

IC: Sabrina Allston and Faith Anne O'Connell

"I don't want to offend anyone," He said looking down to Faith Anne, "But I can't help it...I really would like to kiss the girl."

This gave Sabrina pause to think it over. Faith Anne glanced over to her, and saw she was being severely tempted.

"I want to kiss you," Came out of Faith Anne's mouth. She pulled her head back down so she couldn't see his face "Though...I never really ever kissed a boy before...So I don't think I really don't know how to?"

"I do," Sabrina chuckled, "I can coach you on how to do it...that is if Brian's willing to be the practice lips here?"

Brian's arms tightened around her and Faith Anne heart was lifted at his kindheartedness in this moment. Where she had her head she could hear the beating of his heart. Faith Anne was fascinated with listening to the powerful beat. Didi it mean he was as nervous as she was or was he really excited. He looked down to her and she shifted her head to look up into his eyes. She could see both in his eyes. He was excited and nervous over this as well.

“I guess I’m game if you are?" He asked her softly.

She buried her head against his chest saying hesitantly, "I don't know...I guess...If you think it will help...show me how to do it right?"

"I’m sure it is for instructional purposes only," He reassured her, "And I am not exactly experienced either.”

Sabina knelt back down into the pile of leaves saying, "Don't worry I got your back, both of your backs. I've got tons of experience and am an expert at it now. I'll teach you both how to do this the right way. And for god's sake it's not like it'll be that hard for either of you for that matter to catch on how it's done."

“Is this okay?” He asked Faith Anne in a voice so soft and vulnerable it was almost a whisper. He sounded as if he was a young boy asking his mother if he could keep the puppy that followed him home.

Faith Anne chewed her lip but nodded her head looking up at Sabrina. "Show me how. I wanna learn."

"Alright then," Sabrina nodded as if that made this whole thing a done deal, "Then pay attention and watch and learn from what I do because a lot of this is just following your instincts in adjusting to what feels good in the heat of the moment. You got all that, doofus?"

"Uh-huh," Faith Anne murmured looking up at them. Her eyes were held wide open, her entire vulnerable heart held within them as she committed to watching her best friend kiss the boy she liked.

Sabrina had noticed the tent in those tight Wrangler blue jeans Brian wore of course. Someone was getting a hard on thinking of kissing her, or even more thinking of kissing the both of them. Her instinct would be to tease and flirt with him before eventually moving to propositioning him to go somewhere more private. There she could get a little more up close and personal with Mr. Erection.

However this wasn't about her tonight. She sighed vowing to herself that she was just going to be the world's best wingman, and now the world's best kissing tutor. This was for her best friend, and Faith Anne deserved a good guy like Brian seemed to be-Even though it would never last. Boys were boys, and there was no such thing as romance, or monogamy, or a healthy and happy long-term relationship. Not on this planet anyway.

She chuckled as Brian had turned his head. His tongue wetted his lips before puckering them in wait for him. It was adorable and sweet and naïve.

"Relax," She told him bending down to lean over him, "You're being too tense. Just relax cowboy."

She swept her deep brown hair to fall over one side of her head so Faith Anne could observe all the little things the two would do when the kissing started and hopefully learn. "Look into my eyes. Half of kissing someone depends on eye contact."

He had beautiful blue eyes. They were deep and majestic, dynamic even, like the waves of the Hawaiian beaches he liked to surf. Sabrina felt like she could dive into those eyes and never surface for more air again and die happy underneath those blue waters.

She leaned down so her lips hovered over his. "Put your hand on my back. Right in the middle of the shoulder blades. Right where the clasp of my bra would be if I was wearing one right now." She instructed him. "That way you'll be able to feel my movements and adjust to them without being able to see me do them..."

Before another moment passed she leaned in further brushing her lips over his with a feather soft kiss, and when he responded trying to get more contact, she complied. At first it was tentative and soft and slow, but as the kiss continued heartbeat after heartbeat she took on more and more of the initiative to it.

Sabrina pressed into the kiss, forgetting about how this was supposed to be a tutorial for her best friend. Her hand stroked down his cheek to cup his chin and lift his face so her tongue could slip past his lips and cavort with his.

She wanted this. She wanted this and so much more. She wanted Brian, and she knew Brian wanted her. Se wanted that erection he sported in those blue jeans. He wanted to kiss him like this as he sank that erection deep inside of her poor lonely little pussy. She wanted to kiss him like this as she flew apart from that erection pumping into her lonely little pussy. She wanted to kiss him like this as he softened, spent and sated, within her no longer lonely little pussy.

She wanted more of him. She wanted so much more.

Eventually she pulled back breaking the kiss and looking down into the ocean blue of his eyes again. "You're a natural at this, Cowboy."

She turned her eyes back to Faith Anne who looked like she was on the edge of tears. "Your turn, doofus. Try and do it like I just did."

She reached out to take hold of her arm and pulled her up from over Brian's chest to over his head. She brushed Faith Anne's hair out of her face and whispered, "Don't worry. I'll guide you through the whole thing. I'm your wingman after all."

To Brian she asked, "Ready for round two, Cowboy?"

 

[Homerun2611]

IC: Brian Daniels

"I don't know...I guess...If you think it will help...show me how to do it right?" Faith Anne had to be the sweetest, most gentle and trusting girl he had ever met, not to mention, perhaps the most beautiful. He was so torn, for Brian really cared for this girl, he was charmed, intrigued and swept off his feet all at the same time, but..."Don't worry I got your back, both of your backs. I've got tons of experience and am an expert at it now. I'll teach you both how to do this the right way. And for god's sake it's not like it'll be that hard for either of you for that matter to catch on how it's done."...there was that...Sabrina...OH MY!!! Neither Brian, nor likely Faith Anne doubted her words for a second.

Brian glanced down at Faith Anne who, if she was questioning her friend’s intentions, was putting up a galant front. He felt her heart racing, her petite, perfect breasts pressed into his chest, but he also saw a beautiful young girl, looking up with doe like wonder. He tried to give her an out if she needed, but Faith Anne didn’t bite, ""Show me how. I wanna learn." He looked back at Sabrina and knew the die was cast, the fox had just been willingly let in by a hen, and truth be told, he couldn’t have been more thrilled. He had an odd type of hall pass from a woman who he was still in the process of wooing.

Sabrina was a take charge gal, and also not likely one who needed to be asked twice. She had what Brian’s father admired as moxy, "Alright then...Then pay attention and watch and learn from what I do because a lot of this is just following your instincts in adjusting to what feels good in the heat of the moment. You got all that, doofus?"Before He could say something, Faith Anne sweetly replied a simple, “Uh-huh.”He saw her innocent trusting eyes look up at them, and he was ashamed for some of the anticipation he was feeling in his lips, heart and throbbing groin. Brian cringed a bit, and protectively gripped Faith Anne a little tighter.

Brian, was lying there, the virginal Faith Anne secure in his arms, but was absolutely dying to kiss the hotter than hot instructor. Sabrina looked in, stared into his eyes, and he was hers, awash in the most primitive and natural desires. He had only felt something like this one other time, that night, his last night before leaving, and heck, that was so different, Sabrina wasn’t even related to him!

She was a masterful instructor, putting him at ease and then guiding him through seduction and kissing for dummies, "Relax...You're being too tense. Just relax cowboy." Somehow he did, “Look into my eyes. Half of kissing someone depends on eye contact." He not only looked into her eyes, but he leaned far over the edge and tumbled happily lost in their stunning beauty and smoky sultriness.

She swept her deep brown hair to fall over one side of her head and Brian watched Faith Anne's eyes get even wider watching her friend with the curiosity of a small child, taking it all in, for both her and him.

She leaned down so her lips hovered over his. "Put your hand on my back. Right in the middle of the shoulder blades. Right where the clasp of my bra would be if I was wearing one right now." His hand was immediately there, as if he were a marionette and Sabrina was pulling the strings, "you're not wearing..." he didn't finish, this was not a conversation he should have, certainly not with the trusting Faith Anne in his other arm. But his heart beat faster, his cock was harder, she was planting seeds everywhere, and he could not control what they were growing into.

"That way you'll be able to feel my movements and adjust to them without being able to see me do them..." Suddenly his hands were caressing her back, but it was more than just sensing and reacting, it was fusion as heart beats synced a circuit was established, and electricity exploded from every aspect of their beings. Curiosity and instruction was replaced by chemistry and magnetic attraction. No more words were spoken, as soft brushing lips, become a deep press, a subtle opening, then a response, a tongue slipped, a second tongue accepting, smooth slick muscles coiling and embracing, as tentative turned red hot in a flash of a second, and then it was over, but never forgotten.

"You're a natural at this, Cowboy."Brian's eyes flashed up at hers, did Sabrina know what she had done to him, made him feel, almost made him forget? He didn't want it to end, but knew it had to. How do you feel like you are cheating on a girl you have never kissed, but Brian did and when the kiss broke he felt an overwhelming sense of both passion and shame. He caught himself and then he saw the look in Faith Anne's eyes, had he just broken her heart? NO, he wanted to scream, Sabrina was just incredible, but that doesn't diminish you in any way. So many thoughts, so many emotions, in so little time. Luckily Sabrina did have his back, and Faith Anne's and, he would soon realize, her own.

Sabrina looked at her friend, and what she said next ws said with absolute love, "Your turn, doofus. Try and do it like I just did." It was sweet but again there was that word and it made him cringe as he looked at the sweet, beautiful, naive, and trusting girl suddenly he felt was his obligation and privilege to protect, “Could you not call her that, at least right now...doofus I mean...I know it is friendly, even loving, and all...but she is about the prettiest sweetest most trusting little thing I’ve ever met...and...and it isn’t the most respectful...”

Brian shut his eyes for a second and waited for either a slap or for Sabrina to storm off, but neither happened. The best friend was on a mission to educate, and seemingly let the minor rebuff glance off her. She actually smiled, and in truth it was by far the only rebuff she would ever get from Brian. She seemed to approve of his looking out for their little lamb.

She reached out to take hold of Faith Anne's arm and pulled her up from over Brian's chest to over his head. She brushed Faith Anne's hair out of her face and whispered, "Don't worry. I'll guide you through the whole thing. I'm your wingman after all."

To Brian she asked, "Ready for round two, Cowboy?" He smiled at Sabrina and looked up and winked at Sabrina, "I am, I've been taught by the best, but I think we can do this, can't we Faith Anne!" Suddenly Faith Anne was on top of him, and now it was her incredible, wide eyed, eyes he was lost in, his hand sliding up to the middle of her back, but this time he was quite confident that there was definitely a bra there, well as confident as someone with as little experience as he had could be.

He looked up at her, she had watched him kiss Sabrina, and unless she was blind she had seen their chemistry and likely felt their heat, but that was her and this was them. "Faith Anne, I've got you, you are safe, just be here with me right now and let's enjoy this." He morphed and now was one but with a different partner. If Sabrina was latin dancing, salsa, cha cha cha, Faith Anne was a a beautiful Vienna waltz, romantic, soft, wonderful. This time it was his lips moving toward hers at first tentative. He brought his other hand up and cradled her cheek. His lips brushed against hers, and then pressed in, feeling her press back. It was his mouth gently opening, his tongue peaking out and knocking on her lower lip. And just as they had begun the evening, Faith Anne peaking out the bathroom door, her soft, sweet tongue peaked out and waved him gently in. This was slower, and soft but no less passionate.

He took his time, moving slow, sliding in, letting her get comfortable and then embrace him and let their tongues dance, their moans soft but needy, and their embrace gentle but wanting. Again it had to end, if nothing else, then to breathe. She looked up, again looking frightened like she had done something wrong, he only smiled. "Sabrina, Faith Anne's a natural too!" Were those still tears in her eyes? She was so close, it was hard to tell. "That was really nice Faith Anne, really, really nice...." He was already leaning into her, wanting to keep going, but felt compelled to ask, "...is it okay if we go again?" He then saw Sabrina's face, and again felt this odd combination of passion and shame. Brian was in utter confusion and bliss, he had met his soulmate...well soulmates...both of them!

 

[Veroe]

IC: Faith Anne O'Connell and Sabrina Allston

She turned her eyes back to Faith Anne who looked like she was on the edge of tears. "Your turn, doofus. Try and do it like I just did."

Watching Sabrina kiss Brian raised a complex mixture of competing emotions within Faith Anne. She was grateful to Sabrina for being willing to show her how to do kiss him, as well as her signals that she was going to back off on being her usual flirty Sabrina-ness with him. However watching her kiss him and especially seeing how Brian reacted to being kissed by Sabrina...it hurt her in a way she didn't truly expect...it felt like someone had jabbed a knife into her heart. Was this jealousy or possessiveness?

She shook herself though. No, she would not cry. She would not run away like she had back at the party. For once when it came to boys she would be brave. For once she would fight...for Brian. Faith Anne determined right there in that moent that she would kiss Brian on the lips and with all of her heart. All the nerves. All the doubt and worry. All the fear. And more than anything else all the adoration and hope for something greater between them to come.

“Could you not call her that," Brian asked Sabrina suddenly and that stopped Faith Anne short in firming up her resolve to kiss him as well as she did, "At least right now...doofus I mean...'

Sabrina looked at his with a shocked expression, "I don't mean she's actually not smart...just compare her grades in class to mine to know the truth on that...and I don't mean to hurt her feelings when I say it either."

"I know it is friendly, even loving, and all..." He told her gently, "But she is about the prettiest sweetest most trusting little thing I’ve ever met...and...and it isn’t the most respectful..."

"I don't find it offensive," Faith Anne put in to defend her best friend, "And she's kind of right...when it comes to this dating boys stuff...I am hopelessly stupid and I-"

Sabrina's response was immediate as much as it was bedrock firm in its assertion, "-No, you're not. I can call you dumb when you don't know how amazing you are, but don't you dare believe it for even a second, you got that, doof-" She stopped herself from finishing the pejorative and looked down to Brian, "Okay, point taken, Cowboy...that word is officially out of my vocabulary as of right now."

Faith Anne looked between them and then what Brian had said hit her. He thought she was pretty. And he called her sweet and trusting too.

"So now what," She asked and Sabrina reached over Brian to take hold of her arm and hauled her back up so she was kneeling over him, and close up against him too. Her breasts which she'd always thought were too big anyway lay pressed over his chest where her head had been and she was staring down into his eyes.

They were so blue, a dark blue, like the sky just before a summer storm rolls in over them-a strong storm. The kind of tempest that she'd run to the cellar underneath the house back home or risk getting swept away by the gale of the winds that came with it. Looking down into those eyes Faith Anne wanted to get swept away to never be found again.

Sabrina's hand brushed Faith Anne's hair out of her face and leaned in close. Her silken soft voice purred into her ear. "Don't worry. I'll guide you through the whole thing. I'm your wingman after all."

Her wingman. She swallowed past the lump of nervousness as Sabrina's hand on the back of her head applied some gentle pressure. She heard Sabrina say to Brian. "Ready for round two, Cowboy?"

"I am," He answered with a wink to her, "I've been taught by the best, but I think we can do this, can't we Faith Anne!"

He turned his eyes from Sabrina then to engage with hers and she was lost within them once again. God, he was beautiful. She felt his hand move to the middle of her back directly over the clasp of her bra. Her cheeks began to color as she realized what was about to happen. To his question she nodded her head stammering, "Uhhh...yeah."

"All right," Sabrina announced coaching them while pushing Faith Anne's head down to his. "Nice and slow now, guys." Then their lips met.

Oh god...she was kissing a boy. She was kissing a boy she liked. She was kissing Brian, and Brian was kissing her back. She had no idea what she was going to do. Brian was going to not like her anymore.

What was she doing? She had no idea. She was just going on with the flow here with no idea where the river was taking her.

"Relax," She heard Sabrina murmur, "And now let nature take its course."

His lips opened and his tongue pushed at hers. They opened and it reached past to tango with hers.

What was she doing? She had no idea. She was just going on with the flow here with no idea where the river was taking her.

"Okay good," Sabrina said to them, "You're already Frenching. Now pull up for some air and go again. Great kissing is all about repetition after all."

Faith Anne pulled back up looking down at him with wide eyes. Did she do it right? Was Brian pleased by their kiss? Was he going to not want to kiss her again? She would...Faith Anne knew she was terrible at kissing him.

Sabrina told him, "C'mon, don't leave her hanging, cowboy. Tell her what you think."

Brian smiled up at her, "Sabrina, Faith Anne's a natural too!" Then to her he added warmly, "That was really nice Faith Anne, really, really nice...."

"It was," She asked, astonished at his praise. Maybe he was right. Maybe she was a natural at it...maybe she could kiss him again. It wasn't a terrible experience, and in fact Faith Anne really, kinda, enjoyed the experience. "You mean I didn't ruin it?"

He leaned in puckering his lips for another go with her, "...is it okay if we go again?"

Sabrina shrugged, "Go ahead and get some practice in you crazy lovebirds, you." She had caught that quick shift of his eyes to her and wanted him all the more for it, but it wasn't about her tonight. "Now try Frenching for a little longer this time, guys."

 

[Homerun2611]

IC: Brian Daniels

"You mean I didn't ruin it?" She looked at him with such fear, no innocence, like a five year old who just handed her parents her first finger paining masterpiece and was desperate for validation. "It was incredible..." He looked at Faith Anne and then Sabrina, and back again. "...I've just had the three greatest kisses of my entire life, and now all I can think of is I want a fourth!"

Truth be told, Sabrina was better, they both knew it, but Faith Anne didn't and she never needed to. The little things Sabrina did with her tongue sent a beacon signal down to a man's cock to buckle up and get ready to enjoy one hell of a ride! Faith Anne was different, soft, searching, permission seeking, but also beguilingly submissive and sweet. She surrendered, no thought of self, focused solely on trying to please her master, even if her master was only a fraction more self assured than she was.

"...is it okay if we go again?" Brian asked, not sure exactly who he was asking permission of, but feeling compelled to do so. It was Sabrina who answered of course, at this moment he couldn't imagine Faith Anne possibly saying no, "Go ahead and get some practice in you crazy lovebirds, you." He thought he heard a lilt of regret in her voice, but knew it was probably his imagination, Sabrina seemed to only have one gear, GO, and a girl like her, with all her experience and boys climbing all over themselves to get a chance to climb on her, couldn't possibly be interested in a simple, inexperienced boy like him.

"Now try Frenching for a little longer this time, guys." She was nicely telling them, that she was a woman of experience, a college girl, and they were somewhere between 6th and 9th grade in their technique and experience. What a fool Brian was, he thought, he had deluded or perhaps persuaded himself that his kiss had pleased her, made her feel the things hers made him feel. He had felt an arousal to be touched, or grind, you know, down there. Thank God he hadn't tried to push things, it would have been too embarrassing to have her laugh at his amateur hour technique.

However Faith Anne, they were more at the same speed, and maybe if he just pushed the envelope a little, gave it a teensie nudge, "Yes, we will do that, but I was thinking..." And without saying another word he softly rolled her over in the leaves. The hand that had been holding her back now firmly underneath her holding her, and this time he leaned down, his mouth already slightly open, his lips parted, and as his lips touched hers, felt them press into each other, he slipped his tongue into her mouth and did his very best to emulate Sabrina's incredible technique.

For both of them this kiss was different, a bit hungrier, and much less tentative, much more passion. This time their tongues danced, he breathed if not moaned through his nose, and then he took one of the biggest gamples of his life. With thier mouths full engaged, he slid his thigh ever so slightly on top of hers and then he took his free hand, his body on autopilot trying to recreated something he had seen in a movie, he set his finger in Faith Anne's zipper and slowly unzipped her coat.

It was getting to be a chilly night, but he was warm, part of him on fire, and with the coat unzipped, so far no alarm bells had gone off, no police or parents had arrived, and he could only imagine what the wingwoman was thinking, he began to slide his hand up the outside of her blouse. I'm sure to Sabrina he moved agonizingly slow, exhibiting the trepidation of a true virgin. Finally, he got there, but now what. 'Oh God, OH God, OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD!!!' he thought.

Now what? He had arrived at his desired destination with no road map and certainly no plan. Her breast was petite but perfect, soft and gently heaving, but the little pebble in the middle, from what he could tell through the blouse and bra covering, seemed hard. She was probably cold...He softly caressed her breast in his palm and fingers....He couldn't stand it, now it was he who needed validation....He broke the kiss, he looked at Sabrina rather then Faith Anne, she had the answers, and they both probably were wondering the same thing. "Is this right...am I doing this okay?"

 

[Veroe]

IC: Faith Anne O'Connell and Sabrina Allston

"It was," She asked, astonished at his praise. Maybe he was right. Maybe she was a natural at it...maybe she could kiss him again. It wasn't a terrible experience, and in fact Faith Anne really, kinda, enjoyed the experience. "You mean I didn't ruin it?"

"It was incredible..." He looked at Faith Anne and then Sabrina, and back again. "...I've just had the three greatest kisses of my entire life, and now all I can think of is I want a fourth!"

Faith Anne beamed at his words, "I would like to try again too."

He leaned in puckering his lips for another go with her, "...is it okay if we go again?"

Sabrina shrugged, "Go ahead and get some practice in you crazy lovebirds, you."

Faith Anne smiled wider. She wanted to kiss Brian, again. The first time felt better than she had pictured even though she was sure she had only done a marginal if not piss-poor job at it. This time she wanted to do it better. Not just for Brian, but for her too.

Sabrina had caught Brian's quick shift of his eyes to her and wanted him all the more for it, but it wasn't about her tonight."Now try Frenching for a little longer this time, guys."

"Yes, we will do that, but I was thinking..." And without saying another word he softly rolled her over in the leaves.

Faith Anne cried out as she was flipped over to be laying on her back underneath Brian now in the pile of leaves. He was holding her in his strong arms. She looked up at him partly afraid and partly excited as he lowered his head. His lips pressed against his, and Faith Anne suddenly felt warm and good as those lips parted and his tongue pushed into her mouth to coax hers into frolicking with his.

She found her hands moving on their own. They reached up around him resting on his shoulders. Did he know how wide they were? She liked how wide they were. She felt sheltered by them. It made it easier to go with her instincts as her lips and tongue reacted in step with motions of his.

There was a growing thirst for more. More of this...this...what was this? Faith Anne did not know. She never felt this thirsty for more of something she couldn't name before.

Then she realized that somehow he had gotten her jacket open and his hand slid up her side up to her breast. His hand felt good and warming through the fabric of her blouse and bra as his fingers molded over the curve of her left boob.

She froze not knowing what to do next about these events, and he pulled away looking over to Sabrina. Faith Anne followed after him looking to her best friend as well.

He asked her, "Is this right...am I doing this okay?"

Sabrina looked at him, and considered for a moment. She had been surprised that Brian had gone so far. Far be it for her to browbeat him on going to far. Afterall she went way way too far quite regularly and enjoyed doing it, but it wasn't exactly in line with her being the chaperone here. Then there was Faith Anne...

"I don't know," She answered him and then looked at her best friend and asked, "Is he doing that okay?"

Faith Anne quailed at being given the say on this but looked up at Brian sheepishly chewing her lip. "I guess..." She stopped herself feeling like she needed to be firm in her answer here. She looked to Sabrina and then back to him, "...I want more, but I don't know what to do."

"I suppose I should stop this, but I'm a pretty shitty chaperone so..." Sabrina leaned in close whispering, "Remember. You're in the driver seat here. It only goes where you want it to."

"What would you do," She asked her.

"Me," She replied, "If I were you I'd roll him onto his back rip open his pants and save a few horsies by riding a cowboy all night long."

Faith Anne chewed her lip over that. She wasn't quite as...let's say 'bold'...as Sabrina was. She couldn't bring herself to actually following her best friend's suggestion. So that left what for her to do here.

Brian still had his hand on her breast, and that gave her an idea. Moving her hand she reached down between them and tentatively placed her hand over the fly of his jeans. "Well it seems only fair that I cop a feel of-"

"-Oh my god," She gasped out as fingers played over his bulge in the fabric of the denim, "You're hard, Brian...like really hard!"

Her fingers gave it a little squeeze. "Does it...doesn't it hurt to be this hard?"

 

[Homerun2611]

IC: Brian Daniels

He had asked for validation, Faith Ann hadn't stopped him, but that didn't mean he was doing it right, or frankly, should be doing it at all. "I don't know," She answered him and then looked at her best friend and asked, "Is he doing that okay?" He thought he had surprised Sabrina, heck, no more than he had surprised himself. He had no idea whether Faith Ann was enjoying it, but he knew he must be, or at least the thought of it, as he was hard, and had the most amazing twinge happening down below his belt. 'Shoot, she is going to feel me, think I am some sort of pervert, but any move he could have made would have just made it more obvious as to how much he had enjoyed the kiss and the tender touch of her breast.

All eyes went to Faith Ann, "I guess..." Okay, so it wasn't exactly rapture, he had not ignited an uncontrollable fire, but it wasn't having rotten tomatoes thrown at you, and feeling the hook pulling you off the stage, "...I want more, but I don't know what to do."
And for Brian, that was better than getting Michelin's fifth star! Alrighty then...but her statement was fair, where exactly should they go next. They both waited for a sign from a higher being, "I suppose I should stop this, but I'm a pretty shitty chaperone so..." Okay, a burning bush and words burned into stone tablets it wasn't but the ball was lateraled back to them.

Then Sabrina leaned down and whispered something Brian couldn't make out, he only heard Faith Ann's response, "What would you do," Okay, Brian was interested in this answer more than he should have been, but he too wondered what Sabrina would do, if she'd like to do it, and if Faith Ann would be as nice about watching that as she had the kiss. Whatever Sabrina said, it seemed to settle Faith Ann as she giggled.

However, turning back to him, she seemed to have a little more confidence, a devilish look in her eye. That was fitting as Sabrina was as likely to have been guided in her counsel by the man below as above. 'Oh sweet Jesus...' Brian's heart almost stopped, as he felt her hand venture south, maybe they were being driven by God, as this was most certainly what he had been praying for. As her little hand turned and headed, 'oh God, Oh God, OH GODDDD!' for his crotch, he could only hold on and hope, his hand starting to lightly massage her delicate breast.

"Well it seems only fair that I cop a feel of-" His breathing was stuttered, he was so excited, he probably doubled in size during the seconds that he felt her hands head south. He was a rock hard nine inches when she got there, he was so nervous, wanting to be touched, caressed, but afraid his rocket was so ready it could ignite at an moment. "-Oh my god," Oh Jesus, had he cum, he wasn't a big masturbater, but in his own hand it took a bit for him to get there, but in hers, 'oh please, please, no', he thought. He moved just a bit, and was pretty confident, the gun was still loaded...oh it was ready, but the chamber was still full.

"You're hard, Brian...like really hard!" "Uh..." he looked at Sabrina, and it was getting pretty dark, but he could have sworn he saw her eyes staring at Faith Ann's hand, and she was licking her lips. "...yeah, well you...." He didn't finish his statement. Her fingers gave the most delicious little squeeze. "Does it...doesn't it hurt to be this hard?" He closed his eyes and moaned, exhaling slowly and enjoying the first college girl he had ever had touch his cock. "Not when you do that...it's just as we kissed, and I touched you, I couldn't help it...I just got so hard...and now, yes...I guess, trapped like this, it does hurt a little."

He looked at his hand on her breast, as they talked, almost unconsciously he had begun to unbutton her blouse and he slid his hand inside, and inside the cup of her bra, and now his fingers had the small pebble of her nipple, and he was rolling it. Her hand was still on him. He needed to think, to buy time, so he...kissed her. But this was the longest, the most intense of their kisses, and her mouth had readily accepted, him. Their tongues still danced, but it was no longer a nice, slow waltz, it was time to salsa! Finally breaking the kiss, he looked into her eyes, and talking so quietly he could barely be heard, he asked the question he was dying to ask, "Would you like to touch it?" he was nervous and looked at Sabrina, "I mean, maybe I should ask you, if she would....you know?"

 

[Veroe]

IC: Faith Anne O'Connell and Sabrina Allston

Brian still had his hand on her breast, and that gave her an idea. Moving her hand she reached down between them and tentatively placed her hand over the fly of his jeans. "Well it seems only fair that I cop a feel of-"

"-Oh my god," She gasped out as fingers played over his bulge in the fabric of the denim, "You're hard, Brian...like really hard!"

Sabrina giggled at the look on Brian's face. If he was a wide receiver in a football game. The expression on his face was the look of dropping the ball in a last second hail Mary pass to win the game.

Then she started to pay attention-well-pay more attention to-the bulge under Faith Anne's palm. To Sabrina who one could say was a connoisseur of cock it looked larger than the average six inches. It certainly was more than Faith Anne's dainty little hand could cover up. She wanted to see it, feel it, taste it.

A hungry wolfish expression began to form on her face as she looked at that bulge.

"Uhh…" He looked over to noticing that wolf hungry look in her eye. "...yeah, well you..."

Oh god. Brian's thingie was Huge. Faith Anne gasped feeling just how big it was. She was no expert but she couldn't cover it with her whole hand. That meant it was pretty big, right? Like bigger than normal guys' thingies?

Oh my god! How could it ever fit inside of her tiny vagina without hurting her?

Her fingers gave it a little squeeze. He was still "Does it...doesn't it hurt to be this hard?"

Faith Anne watched his eyes drift shut as her fingers squeezed the girth under the denim fabric. He gave a gruff needful groan. "Not when you do that...it's just as we kissed, and I touched you, I couldn't help it...I just got so hard...and now, yes...I guess, trapped like this, it does hurt a little."

Sabrina leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Maybe you should take some pity on him and let it out."

She chewed her bottom lip at that, but didn't have long to consider it for somehow Brian had undone enough of the button of her blouse for his hand to sneak inside and had also somehow snuck under the cup of her bra. The way his hand felt over the sensitive flesh of her breast, and the fingers circling and rubbing her nipple tore her from any ruminations and wrenched a moaning gasp from her lungs.

A second after the gasp escaped her he leaned down capturing her within another dynamite kiss that stole her breath away. She opened up to him completely instinctively meeting every action he made. A slight pressure and her lips parted for his tongue to delve past them. His tongue flirted and danced a rumba with hers.

Faith Anne was swept away. The world outside the bubble of the three of them no longer existed. All the people in the world was Sabrina, Brian, and her. There was no one else. There was no tomorrow for regrets to worry over. There was only this moment, this kiss.

She never wanted it to end.

But as with all great things must it was over all too soon.

"Hey," A voice in the distance called out to them, "What are you kids doing over there?"

Sabrina raised her head and looked over her shoulder to see a campus security guard climbing out of his patrol car flashlight pointing at them.

Softly to the others she said, "You guys get yourselves presentable for round two elsewhere. I'll take care of this."

She raised up to her feet as the guard approached. She gave him a sweet little wave of her hand, "Hiya Karl. How's your little girl? She finish teething yet?"

The beam of the flashlight centered on her face, "Sabrina? I should've known it was you again."

Faith Anne's face became beet red and she pulled Brian's hand away from her breast.

"Oh god. Oh god!" She muttered as trembling fingers pulled her bra cup back over her breast. If someone had saw her and Brian...what would they think of her? She hurriedly buttoned back up her blouse trying not look Carl in the face.

"Sabrina," Karl shook his head, "You know from the last time that the public grounds on campus aren't for your personal relations with other students. Do you want me to take you in again?"

"Handcuff me again then you kinky dog," She said playfully lifting her hands for him to do just that again.

"You gotta be more careful," He shook his head, "There's plenty of dangerous people out there....Who do you got back there? Another football player?" The beam of the flashlight shifted to Brian.

"Would you believe its my first bonafide cowboy," She laughed stepping to the side to block the flashlight, "You're right though, Karl...we shouldn't have been using Campus grounds for 'personal relations'...so we'll just go, okay?"

"Hang on," Karl said reaching out and pulling her to the side, "I want to talk to this cowboy of yours..."

"Son," He said the flashlight's beam lighting up Brian's face, "I hope you know what you're doing...We had girls like Sabrina when I was in college too...well let's just say I hope you have protection on you."

"Hey," Sabrina crossed her arms in a tone of someone who's been offended, "I'm clean as a whistle...doctor Smith said so."

Faith Anne huddled behind Brian terrified of being judged by Karl.