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it really was, and would have stayed that way had Jan kept her fucking mouth shut. My dad and brothers-in-law were watching football in the den, all of them emitting the snores of after-Turkey-dinner naps, while watching football. The kids were downstairs in the basement, playing in grandma and grandpas playroom; used to be a TV room but it was redone for a fun and safe place for the grandkids, none of them yours, Lynn Marie.
The womenfolk; my sisters, my mom, and I were enjoying an after-cleanup cup of coffee, tired but happy with the day. Then, Jan became Jan, no surprise.
"So wheres the latest boyfriend, Lynn, did you run him off, too?" laughing in a mocking manner.
"He ran himself off," I replied, "and good riddance; he was too much of a mommas boy."
"Well, youre not getting any younger, so you might want to become less picky," she said, my mom telling her to hush.
"Its okay, mom, Jans just being who she is, a miserable bitch," I said, meaning every fucking word.
"I might be a bitch but at least Im a married bitch with kids," she sniped.
"Well, thats you, Jan; Me? Im happy without a man in my life, right now, and I have a good life, just as it is."
Looking sideways at our youngest sister, Becky, Jan sipped her coffee and said, "Shes a lesbo and doesnt even know it."
That was the last fucking straw.
"And if I was Jan, what the fuck do you care? What damned business is it of yours if I like being around women, find satisfaction with women that Ive never found with men, Jan? What fucking business is it of yours who I sleep with?"
You just outed yourself.
I just outed myself.
Ive never fully appreciated, or understood completely, the phrase, "the silence was so thick, you needed a knife to cut through it," until that moment; until the seconds after I stopped talking.
My mother and two sisters were all staring at me, cups raised, mid-sip position, eyes wide and mouths agape, all of them. Becky, our youngest sister and mother of three at the age of twenty-four, wielded the knife that sliced through the silence.
"Sis," she said in that subdued, meek voice of hers, "are you happy in your life, whatever it is, are you really happy?" a sadness Ive never noticed before, on her face.
I thought a minute, and looking up from the mug of coffee in my hands, I said, "Yeah, Becks, I am; I really, really am."
"Then, I am glad for your happiness," rising and giving me a sweet kiss on my cheek.
"Lynn Marie, you dont have to go, Jan was just being mouthy; you know how she can be, dont go yet," my mother was pleading through my window, half-down so we could talk.
"Yeah, Mom, I do have to go; its best, and besides, Ive got an early day tomorrow. When my clients shut down for holidays is when my people do their thing," smiling slightly and reaching to give her
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a goodbye kiss.
"Will we see you for Christmas?" she called after me.
"Probably so," I answered, raising my window and driving for the Interstate.
You really shouldnt let her get to you like that.
I know.
Youve known she was that way since you were children.
I know.
Doesnt make what she said wrong.
I know.
Dee asked if I could spend the night; so I packed my overnighter, after I had dressed, finally choosing what I would wear. Dee said to make it casual, and I did, but I added sexy, on my own. I chose a skirt that hung on my hips just so, and a top which displayed my wares nicely, especially when I went braless, which I was. And pantiless, as well, did I mention that. I did have panties but they were in my bag, for tomorrow; tonight? Not so much.
They were expecting me at seven and it was only six, so I retrieved my stash and rolled a wee boy as Brie would say.
"Watcha doing?" I heard Nat say when I answered the phone.
"Blowing a bone before I go over to Dees," I said. Nat knew of the threesome that I was heading to this Saturday night. We talked daily, we shared our adventures with each other, and we had become friends.
"Watcha doing tomorrow night?" She asked.
"Nothing of any importance, why?"
"Want to have dinner with me and Jen?" Jen was her graduate assistant, working on her Masters.
"Sure, sounds like fun, what time?" I answered, taking a deep hit and holding it in.
And Jan says you have no social life.
What the fuck does she know?
Dee answered the door, hung my coat, and leered appreciatively at my choice of casual dress, then kissed me in welcome. Taking my hand, she led me to the living room, where Ling was seated on the large couch. She looked like a fucking porcelain doll, she being so small, but beautiful, her smile the first thing that you notice.
"Dee said you were hot but she understated the truth," Ling said, taking my hand and pulling me to sit next to her on the couch.
"Youll make me blush, but thank you for your kind words," I stammered.
"You gals make yourselves comfortable and Ill make us some drinks," Dee said, Ling, smiling at me all the while.
We talked, getting to know each other, our eyes never leaving the others, for whatever reasons. She was small but incredibly sexy, making me very desirous of getting into her young pants.
She was, indeed, twenty-four, her twenty-fifth birthday a few months off, yet. She was from Chicago, of Chinese ancestry, and was chasing a Masters in microbiology. She finished her brief bio by frankly admitting that shes liked girls ever since high school when she spent a night with her friend, May.
I told her of my story, equally brief, when Dee showed up with our drinks. We toasted, touching glasses, and Dee turned down the lights, and turned on the music, soft jazz in the background.
Dee sat with us, placing Ling
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