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Archive-name: 3plus/thr-comp.txt
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Archive-author:
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Archive-title: Three's Company
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(no relation to the TV show)
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PART ONE: THE SET-UP
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Jake and Ed stepped into the nightclub. They blinked a few
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times as their eyes got adjusted to the dim lighting inside, and
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walked over to the cashier's desk. After paying, they walked past the
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dance floor and found a table next to the DJ's booth. Jake sat down
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while Ed went to get a few beers.
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Jake looked around the room; everywhere, people were talking,
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dancing, drinking, laughing, and flirting. It was the flirting that
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Jake was interested in. He had just broken up with his girlfriend a
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month ago--their relationship wasn't too serious, but Jake still felt
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lonely--and Ed persuaded him to come dancing. "C'mon, Jake... we'll go
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dancing, and maybe you'll meet a nice woman or two. Maybe you'll get
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your wick dipped; you never know!" Jake hated the way Ed talked about
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sex. Sure, Ed was the ladies' man of the group; it seemed like every
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week he had a new woman on his arm. But Jake had never been able to be
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casual about sex. Sure, he was no virgin--and there were several
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parties at school where he'd brought some sorority girl home for the
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night--but even then, he was never able to just blow the girl off
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afterwards. In fact, some great friendships had developed...
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Ed came back with the beers in one hand, frosted glasses in the
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other. "Hey! You awake?" he teased. Jake looked at him and smiled
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wanly. "Yeah, I'm here."
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Ed rolled his eyes and said, "Aw, c'mon! Don't tell me you're
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_still_ moping about Cassie!" "Nah... I was just...checking the place
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out," Jake replied. Ed looked at Jake for a second, and said, "Okay,
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I'll let it slide this once. But Jake, you've got to get over her. So
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she's found someone else. You've got to do the same!"
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Jake said, "Yeah, I know..." Ed broke in and said, "'Yeah, I
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know' nothing! As of right now, I proclaim that you are over her, and
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are ready for some action!" Jake smiled. "Okay by me!"
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Jake popped the bottle open and poured his beer into the glass.
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As he did, he began checking the room again. There were a lot of women
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tonight; many of them wearing tight skirts, high heels, tight
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shirts...
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Jake stopped as he noticed something out of the corner of his
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eye. He glanced back to see a dark-haired looking back at him. She
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smiled slightly, then turned back to her friend, who was talking and
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apparently didn't notice that her audience was distracted. Jake smiled
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to himself; this _is_ fun, he thought.
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Ed said, "Well, I don't know about you, but I'm going to find
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someone--I mean someTHING--to do..." he stood up, checked to see that
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his shirt was tucked in, then started across the room to the dance
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floor. Jake watched him leave, then turned back to the dark-haired
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woman--only to find she looking at him again. And as before, she
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smiled and turned back to her friend. She said something, and her
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friend looked over at Jake. Jake felt himself turning red--it never
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occurred to him that other people were checking him out!
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He looked over to Ed. Ed was busy talking to some redhead in a
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short black dress, so Jake figured, What the hell, Ed's doing fine.
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Jake got up, and walked over to the table.
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When he got there, the dark-haired woman said, "Your friend
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seems to be busy...care to join us?" Jake said, "Sure." He sat down at
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the table. The dark-haired woman said, "My friend here is Leslie--"
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Leslie smiled "--and my name is Cassie." Jake did a double-take.
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Cassie said, "What's the matter?"
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Jake said, "Uh...nothing...it's just that my girlfriend's name
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is Cassie." Cassie pouted. "Aw. So you're taken, huh?" Jake realized
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what he had said. "Uh, no! I mean, she _was_ my girlfriend... we broke
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up about a month ago."
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Cassie said, "I'm sorry to hear that. You seem like you're
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still hooked on her." Jake said, "Yeah, well... we'd been going out
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for a while..." Leslie smiled, and said, "Well, then what you need is
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a night of some fun to get your mind off of her! You want to dance?"
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Jake said, "Sure..." and got up. Leslie took him by the hand and led
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him out to the dance floor.
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The DJ was playing some rap, hip-hop-type music; Jake never
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paid attention to that kind of thing. As he danced, he watched Leslie.
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She was really getting into the music; her long blonde hair was flying
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around, and her breasts were wiggling inside of the tight T-shirt she
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was wearing. Jake looked at her--she was fairly attractive; a few
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inches shy of Jake's own six-foot stature, she was fairly tall and
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stood out among the rest of the women on the dance floor. Jake started
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to let himself feel the music, and found Leslie teasing him as they
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danced. On some songs, she pressed herself close to him, the tips of
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her breasts lightly brushing against his chest, and her torso grinding
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its way towards him. Jake felt himself starting to respond, and the
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two of them began to come closer together, little by little.
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After a few songs, Jake started to get tired. Leslie noticed
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this, and he steered him back to their table. Cassie looked at them,
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and said, "You two looked like you were having fun..." Leslie said,
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"Yeah, but I think he's getting a little tired." Jake nodded slightly.
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The lights grew dim, and the hip-hop was replaced by something
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with a slower tempo. Cassie said, "This one is all mine...want to
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dance?" Jake thought for a second--he didn't want to give Leslie the
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wrong impression--but Leslie piped up and said, "Go on! You two crazy
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kids have some fun!" Jake sighed, shrugged his jacket off--he was
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still wearing it, which was probably why he tired so quickly--and
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walked with Cassie to the dance floor.
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As he took Cassie in his arms, he said, "Um...I'm not sure how
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to say this...but I think your friend is interested in me." Cassie
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giggled a little, which made Jake say "What? What's so funny?"
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Cassie said, "Nothing...I'll tell you later." She snuggled
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closer to his chest, and her fingernails began playing with the hair
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on the back of his neck. Jake thought, there's something I'm missing
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here...
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When the song ended, Jake looked over to the table where he and
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Ed were sitting. Ed was sitting there with his redhead, and when he
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saw Jake looking at him, he grinned. Jake said, "I need to go talk to
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my friend; I'll be right back." He went over to the table, and Ed
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said, "Hey-HEY, studpuppet! Looks to me like you're doing fine..."
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Jake said, "Yeah, well, there's something strange going on. I've got
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both of them hitting on me, and one of them's named Cassie..."
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Ed interrupted "Yeah, yeah, I'm sure it's all fascinating.
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Here, take your beer and go have some fun." He pushed the bottle and
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glass to Jake. "I'll see you tomorrow morning...maybe..." He smiled at
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the redhead, who winked seductively at Ed. Jake said, "But..." Ed
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said, "Aw, go on! I've got the car, and I don't plan on going home
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directly."
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Jake shrugged, picked up the beer, and went back to the table.
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Cassie and Leslie looked up at him. "Everything okay with your
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friend?" Cassie said. Jake said, "Uh...sure...he'll take the car
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home..." Cassie said, "Excellent! C'mon, let's go dancing! All of us!"
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She got up, and Leslie followed. They hooked their arms in Jake's and
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led him out to the dance floor. The hip-hop had started again, and
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soon all three of them were dancing again.
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Jake looked at the two of them. Cassie's dark curly hair was
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flying, and she was going nuts on the dance floor. She wasn't quite as
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tall as Leslie, but her chest was more developed, and her ass looked
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delicious through the black stretch pants she wore. Neither of them
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was especially drop-dead gorgeous, but he wouldn't kick either of them
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out of bed in the morning... Jake considered that for a second. What
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if both of them wanted to get intense? Who would he choose? He felt
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his pants start to bulge at the thought of going to bed with either of
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them.
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The music slowed again. Cassie and Leslie looked at each other.
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Cassie said, "Well, this one is yours, Leslie." Cassie stepped off of
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the dance floor, and went back to the table. Leslie stepped forward,
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and Jake took her in his arms again. Leslie whispered in his ear, "You
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know, Cassie is quite attracted to you..." Jake's eyes widened.
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"What's going on? Both you and Cassie have been coming on to me."
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Leslie giggled, and said, "Hmmm... that's a secret. One we'll enjoy
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sharing later..."
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Finally, as the night wore on, Jake, Leslie, and Cassie stared
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to get more and more intense. At one point, while Jake and Cassie were
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dancing, Jake felt her hand--which was on his chest--slowly slip down
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and brush against his stiffening cock. At another point, when Leslie
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and Jake were grinding away to some R&B love song, his hands slipped
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down and slowly began squeezing her ass. Leslie cooed softly, and her
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fingernails began tracing intricate designs on his back. At another,
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when all three of them were dancing, Leslie and Cassie sandwiched Jake
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between them, and felt someone's hands--probably belonging to Cassie,
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who was standing behind him--fondling his ass. Jake was getting really
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turned-on by all of this attention--but he was still confused. Which
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one, if either of them, was he going to end up with at the end of the
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night?
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Finally, the bartender announced final call, and the three of
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them were already buzzing from the drinks they had been consuming all
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night. Jake ordered one final beer, while Cassie got a wine spritzer
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and Leslie ordered a Coke. "Got to watch this figure," Leslie teased.
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Jake mumbled something about already watching her figure. "What was
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that?" she said? Jake said, "Uh...nothing..."
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After finishing their drinks--along with another torturous
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round of dancing with Leslie and Cassie--Jake said, "Well, it's about
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closing time. Should be getting ready to leave..." Cassie said, "Was
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that 'I should be getting ready to leave', or 'We should be...'?"
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Leslie chimed in. "Yeah! Do you think you're getting away _that_
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easily, bucko?"
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Jake sat there for a second. "Listen; all night I've been
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trying to figure out what's been going on. Both of you have been
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coming on to me all night long, and I have to say that I'm really
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confused!"
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Cassie and Leslie stared at each other. "He hasn't figured it
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out!" Jake said, "Hell, no, I haven't figured it out!"
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Leslie said, "Hmmm... I guess we haven't made our intentions
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clear." Cassie said, "Well, I'll tell you what, Jake. We'll drive you
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home, and on the way, we'll explain it to you."
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They left the club, and walked over to the women's car. As they
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drove home, Jake said, "Okay... now what's going on?" Leslie said,
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"No, Jake. Not yet." Every time Jake asked, one or the other rebuffed
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him.
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Finally they pulled up outside Jake's apartment complex. Jake
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got out of the car, and Cassie said, "Well...can we come in?" Jake was
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bewildered. Why the hell not? "Sure...why not..." Cassie parked the
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car, and the two of them got out. They followed Jake around the front,
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and Jake unlocked the door. Sure enough, Ed wasn't home. Jake was used
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to that.
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Leslie asked "So, is your friend here?" Jake said, "No...he's
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probably out with that redhead still..." "Good," Cassie said. Jake
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turned around. He demanded, "All right, will someone PLEASE, for GOD'S
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sake tell me what's going on?!"
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Leslie smiled. "It's very simple. You were right about one
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thing. Both of us were flirting with you." She stepped forward, and
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Cassie took off her coat. Leslie continued.
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"See, we're both fairly attracted to you. But neither of us
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wanted to give up on you. So we decided to let you decide." Jake
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stopped. "Me? What are you talking about?"
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Cassie stepped forward. "Well, we figured whichever of us you
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were more attracted to, would be the one to go home with you. But
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there was only one problem."
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Leslie pulled her coat off as well, and moved closer to Jake.
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"The problem was, you never seemed to favor one of us over the other.
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So we decided, what the hell?"
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Jake was still confused. "What the hell what?"
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Cassie stepped forward, pulled Jake's head forward, and kissed
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him. Jake's eyes widened. Leslie said, "Well, since to don't seem to
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like one of us more than the other, we've decided to share..."
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END OF PART ONE
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COMING SOON: PART TWO - JAKE GETS A CLUE
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