La Fleur De Ma Vie Part 2

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La Fleur De Ma Vie Part 2


Chapter 1 ~ Kat

"Kat. What did you do? Kat?"

I couldn't look my father in the eye. Since I left the courthouse I'd been crying constantly. I don't know if Jay saw it as he drove away. But there was a fleur de lis hanging over the entrance.

The problem is, it was my fault. Standing in the courtroom. I'm sure Jay thought I was avoiding looking at him. But it was Gats. We haven't been able to look each other in the eye for a long time. Is it irony that the man I was having an affair with was my husband's divorce lawyer?

What do I say to my father? Do I say that I cheated on Jay and that I was unfaithful. Moreover, do I say who I was unfaithful with? I had been avoiding my father and the Bellamys throughout the whole divorce proceedings.

It was the day of the divorce that I had to answer their questions.

I'm a bitch. Not just Meredith Brooks style bitch. I truly am an asshole.

In the divorce I accused Jay of everything. I took everything. I wanted to make it look to my family that I had been betrayed. Like I said, a bitch.

No doubt Jay has made me seem like an angel. A sweet and resigned girl who stayed behind the scenes. True perhaps. Neither I nor he could not have suspected that I would turn out how I did.

But what did I say to my dad and the Bellamys in the sitting room at the Bellamy household. They had prepared a nice dinner for the evening, clearly wanting to impart sympathy I did not deserve.

I didn't skip a beat though. I let it all spill out. But it wasn't exactly what I wanted.

I looked at my dad and the Bellamys and I told them.

"Jay had an affair. We couldn't take it."

They assaulted me with hugs and sympathy and led me over to the table. I didn't shed one tear. How could I?

It's been so many months since the divorce. When I called Jay the other night it was only reluctantly. And only just after I had finished talking to Gats.

"Kat. What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I talked to your dad the other evening. We don't chat that often but he told me that you said Jay had an affair."

"Yeah, so what?"

"Kat! That's wrong. We broke it off because we both love Jay. How can you even... that's wrong."

"Call Jay. We're going to tell him personally. Say that you're bringing a boyfriend, he's dating a girl named Geena anyway it'll be ok. Do it Kat. Or I don't talk to you again."

It wasn't much of a threat. At this point I could cut myself off from the rest of the world and not care.

I've only been true to myself once in the past year. That was when I was talking to Jay.

I said that I missed him.

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I decided to make a new topic. Here I can format it the way I want from the get-go so I don't make it confusing when perspectives flip again.

Chapter 2 ~ Kat

The drive to the café was been an interesting experience. After spending the last week fuming about having to have this meeting with Jay I finally drifted to something else on the way.

Jay has a girlfriend.

The fact that he can get one isn't the shocker. He was just absolutely defeated by the affair that he still knows nothing about. It's amazing how little protest there was by him during the divorce. Or Gats for that matter. Some lawyer, but I suppose he didn't want Jay to discover it either. Looks like the guilt caught up.

I wonder what Geena will be like. After me I suppose Jay will want someone a bit more straightforward. Someone who doesn't swing from a daredevil to a romantic on a whim. I imagine Geena will be a bit bland intellectually. The sex is probably excellent which is why he feigns interest in the relationship.

Jay is an open book. I should know though, I've written most of it.

The name of the café doesn't surprise me. Where else would he sulk in the days since the divorce? "Ma Petite Fleur." Jay will never admit it, but sappy bullshit like that gets to him. I'm sure the napkins are all adorned with a fleur de lis.

During sex Jay would just stare at it for moments at a time. The thing entranced him. It was offensive to be honest. He was more interested with a branding forced on me during a rape than the sex. Not that he was ever bored with me. We always kept it fresh and wild.

Truth or Dare became a staple of our relationship. Mostly the game just derailed into sex but it was always our little game. That stemmed from those god damn parties my mom threw.

Oh, I suppose I should update the prospective audience about what happened to my mother. That is, my real mother: Ms. McMurray. To make a not-so-long story short. She died. Drowned as a matter of fact. In her own pool.

My mother eventually got fired. It was bound to happen. The alcohol at her parties eventually got to the students. A parent found out and that was that. The first St. Patrick's day after she was fired. She drowned. Died drunk. She floated up and was found by a house cleaner the next day. She was sprawled on her back gently floating into one of the pool walls.

I've been living in the house since the divorce. It was left in my care. When I got the house in the divorce I sold it and bought my mother's house which had just gone up on the market.

My relationship with my mother has always been strained. In my childish youth I thought she left because of me. I still don't know why she left. Dad always says she just got tired and moved on. It was hard to love someone like that.

I arrived at the café and got a table for four. A girl about my age was the waitress and she showed me to a table.

Surprisingly, the napkins were not adorned with a tacky fleur de lis. Unfortunately, the menu was. In fact, popular items on the menu were marked with it. Christ, Jay is hopeless.

After a few minutes looking I realized everything on there was shit. Figured I'd go with a reuben. I didn't want to get something that was a popular item. But I didn't want to starve either.

Then, Jay arrived.

"Hi Kat."

[honeyness]

Me likes alot Especially the way everything links in well and hint back to original story

Looking forward to more

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Chapter 3 ~ Kat

Fuck. There he is.

"Hi Jay..."

It was not the most enthusiastic hello. I wasn't doing a very good job at getting him back.

He slowly sat down and smiled at me. It seems that he was looking forward to this. The next thing out of his mouth was to be expected.

"Where's your date?"

Predictable. That certainly piqued his curiosity over the phone didn't it?

"Should be here soon."

As if on cue, I saw Gats walk past the glass and through the door. It was about to get real. Jay saw my head follow someone and he turned around. Fuck, here it comes.

"The hell? Gats! Christ, man. Why are you here!"

Idiot. I love Jay. But he's a sucker. What are the chances his best friend would show up at this meeting? Gats was obviously nervous. He tried to pass off a friendly smile in Jay's direction. Jay, just continued his idiocy.

"Man, pull up a chair. Of all the times... Wow. Wild, huh?"

I think I died inside. Jay never suspected who I had the affair with. Ever.

Of course Gats walked over, that's why he was here. He slowly sat down eyeing me slowly and biting his lip.

I think Gats began to start the talk but Jay quickly cut him off, "Dude! You haven't met Geena yet. She should be on break soon."

Gats had a nervous grin on his face. His mouth was half open. You would think a lawyer would always have something to say. I just heard a rather unexcited utterance of, "Uh," from Gats.

All of the sudden the waitress had returned though. But she didn't ask us anything. In fact, she grabbed a chair and sat down next to Jay. She held her hand out to me for a shake.

I gave Jay a look he calls the, "What the fuck?" stare. He caught on immediately and laughed.

"Kat, this is Geena. You've met before, actually."

I took Jay's word for it, Geena did strike a familiar tone. To be honest, she seemed like a bitch. Rather apprehensively I shook Geena's hand. She grinned at me.

Grin's make me uneasy. What the hell do they mean? I know I'm guilty of doing it. But seriously! What are they? A seductive smile? I sure as hell hope not. Are they a happy thing? Then why wouldn't you just have a regular smile. They're unnerving.

For the next few minutes we talked and caught up on what we've been doing. We got more acquainted with Geena of course. But in general we found there had been a whole lot of "nothing" going on.

My predictions were correct. Geena was a bit dim. Clearly was a drama queen back in the day. It's just one of those things you can pick up in conversation. She was rather exuberant in description. A whole lot of hyperbole if you know what I'm saying.

Gats was noticeably quiet during the whole exchange.

Jay noticed this too and began to talk to Jay, "Gats, man, why are you--" But he was caught off by Gats.

"For fuck's sake Jay. Enough. Look, I'm Kat's 'boyfriend.'"

Shit. Here it goes.

[The Judge]

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Thank you New part up soon. I've got to say I'm having a lot of fun writing this. More and more things are clicking into place and I think you guys will like where it's going.

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Chapter 4 ~ Jay

I stood up. Stared. Sat back down. Stared. Stood up again.

What.

The.

Fuck.

I have a look, I call it the "what the fuck?" look. Kat knows about it. This was not one of those looks. I had something that transcended that. There isn't profanity in this universe or the next to come after, "What the?"

Needless to say I was fuming. On fire, probably. Hell, on the verge of tears. For a good 3 minutes I just kept standing up and walking around then coming and sitting back down. In the middle of the fucking restaurant.

Geena was the one who grabbed me and sat me down. I stared at her. She looked at me longingly and sympathetically. Eventually I turned to look at Kat and Gats. Underneath the table my fists were clenched.

Gats was the first to speak, "Jay, I--"

I cut him off, "What the hell man? Why! Of all people. Fuck you."

"Look, bro I deserve everything. I owe you so much. That's why I told you. Whatever you want man, I'll do it."

Is he honestly such a prick that he thinks I would believe such shit? Why would they tell me. Why. Why would they do it at all? For fuck's sake. They've just come to rub it in; Gats got my girl. What a friend.

"Jay. I thought you should know the truth about the affair, I couldn't live with the guilt. Neither could Kat. We came to come clean. We want Jay Benson back."

Back? I didn't go anywhere! They abandoned me. I stayed quiet through the whole divorce. Just absolutely stunned as to why on earth Kat was making these claims.

"Jay, the whole time during the divorce you never complained once about what Kat was saying. She was lying. I was lying."

"Gats, why the fuck did you agree to defend me?"

That was a dumb question. He did it for free and I couldn't afford anyone else.

"It was hard. But, I didn't want you to know then. That's why I let Kat keep going through with it."

What a dick. Seriously? That's how fucking messed up he is. And now he wants to come clean. I can't believe the nerve. Is it messed up? I think it is. Oh, it's definitely messed up.

"Gats."

"What Jay?"

"Fuck you."

Gats looked hurt at this. Clearly it wasn't going how he imagined. But how could he think I would feel anyway else? "Hey bro, I'm fucking your wife! Been best friend's since Junior year, so that makes up for it right?"

"Look, Jay. I'm sorry. I don't know what else to say. If you don't want to talk to me again, fine. I deserve it. If it makes you feel any better, we ended it when we found the ring outside."

A bit too late.

What do I do with this? I could forgive him. Or I could 'overlook' it. But nothing would be the same. And what about Kat? She said she missed me! The bitch sleeps with my best friend and pins an affair on me. She takes everything I own except the car and what was left of my shattered dignity. Gats, of course, was laughing his ass off as my lawyer the whole time.

I hadn't even noticed but another waitress had arrived with Reuben's for everyone. I've got to say, I wasn't in the mood. The waitress looked confused as to what was going on at the table. She gave Geena a stare, co-worker companionship or something like that. Geena looked sad. Gats looked sad. Kat.

Kat was emotionless. Sitting there, staring. What was going on in her head?

I stared at her when I realized this. Rage swelled from nowhere inside me. These two other people were showing sympathy and she was nothing. Just an emotionless shell. She was Kat from summer school again. Except this time, I wasn't curious. I wanted her to be as far away as possible.

"Kat. Why?"

"Jay." She barely moved when she said it. Quietly though, she continued. "Jay, Gats is lying to you."

Gats looked alarmed. He was giving Kats an astonished look.

"Jay. Gats and I are still together."

Fuck them. FUCK. I shot Gats a really angry stare.

"We've been meeting consistently sine before and after the divorce."

I stood up. Gats was stunned.

"Kat! What are you doing? This isn't part of the plan!"

Plan? Asshole! He came here to mock me some more behind my back.

"Jay, I love Gats."

I slammed my fists on the table. The restaurant immediately looked at me. Rage swelled up inside me and I roared, "Gats. GET OUT OF HERE." I pointed out the door.

He stood up and tried to say something, "Jay, she's lying it's not the trut--"

"GET OUT GATS. NOW!"

Gats shot Kat a glare and stormed out of the restaurant.

"Kat. I have nothing to say to you."

She slowly stood up and walked out the restaurant.

I slumped down into my chair and looked at my Reuben with disgust. It was only then that I realized what Kat was wearing. On the back of her sweatshirt was a fleur-de-lis.

Fuck them both.

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Sorry for the break, but I've returned! After a few long chapters this is a bit shorter. A sweet lil' treat for ya'll.

Chapter 5 ~ Kat

I don't think anything really needs to be said.

What could I say? There's no justification for what I did. It just happened. I told you! I'm a bitch. Cold-hearted and no reservations when it comes to doling out whatever that was.

It goes without saying Gats is pissed. Let me put it this way, if you fed a pig bacon and the pig was conscious that it was cannibalizing its own species. Give the pig opposable thumbs and some ingenuity and you have a possible revenge homicide on your hands. Gats I think was at that point. He cooled down eventually. But man he left some nasty messages on my machine!

When I got home I don't why. I felt incredibly horny. Just massively horny. I was this close to going into town and finding an "escort." Instead I opted for a more lonely alternative.

I got in the door and just stripped immediately. I don't remember if I closed the door behind me before or after. Being alone in my mother's old house is kind of eerie but my hormones dashed all of that sense. The only thing I wanted was pleasure. I absolutely lusted for a cock to pound me senseless, but alas that was not in the cards.

My usual spot for satiating my loneliness is in an extension of the house that looks out at the pool. The thrill of possibly being revealed heightens the experience.

I headed straight there rubbing my breasts senseless along the way. Downstairs I was already quite wet. I found a chaise lounge and began to explore myself. I started slowly rubbing and eventually started to use my index and middle finger as a make shift dildo.

Soon I changed though. I saw the pool outside. I got up and went outside and jumped in the pool. First I swam a few laps for seemingly no reason. Then I remembered why I came out here. With the feeling returned I swam to some steps on the edge of pool and I slowly began again.

My pace quickened and I was careening back more and more humping the air above me. I was splashing in and out of the water and then eventually I met bliss. I came and it was glorious.

Loneliness helps you forget and more importantly despise the past. I sat on the steps naked, somewhere between thought and mindlessness. I stared happily as my juices flowed away elsewhere in the pool.

Then the doorbell rang.

I was aroused once more by the sound and figured I would greet the neighbor in my current state. The prospect was tantalizing.

It was Jay.

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Chapter 6 ~ Jay

How on earth did Geena get me in the car.

"Jay, she's lying. It's obvious."

Perhaps she's right. Kat did some pretty fucked up stuff in the divorce.

"Perhaps you don't see it, but I think Gats was telling the truth. Don't you owe it to Kat though to help her out?"

So, before I knew it. I was on the way over to Kat's house and Geena was sitting silently beside me. I had sort of cooled down. After the two left the café I think I just stood there for a couple minutes. Wincing, maybe crying, but I was fuming.

I spoke up halfway through the car ride, "Thanks, Geena. I... I'm glad you were there." I took my eyes off the road for a split second to smile at her. She was smiling back, if rather weakly.

For some reason I didn't even think about it. But introducing Geena to my ex-wife at such an early stage in a relationship. Probably wasn't the most brilliant move.

"Geena. I'm sorry, that probably wasn't comfortable for you."

I noticed her brighten up. It was then that it struck me. Geena was gorgeous. I'm not talking just as a piece of flesh, but as a person. My mind couldn't wrap my head around her. She's definitely a lot more aggressive than Kat. But she's thoughtful in her own right. Perhaps she wasn't as simple as I initially gathered.

"Although, I have to ask. Why do you want to come with me?"

Geena giggled, "Someone has to protect you from her!" She grinned at me. "If all else fails I'll push both of you into the pool again."

After everything that has just happened. Finding out your best friend fucked your wife. Geena sapped all antagonism out of me.

I haven't been to Kat's mother's house since shortly after our honeymoon. Ms. McMurray insisted that we stop for dinner. It was the evening we moved into our own house.

It was horrendously tragic how she died, if not ironic. She was an interesting woman to say the least. Kat never really could be around her that much. That evening was sort of awkward but there was a moment where Kat and I sat outside overlooking the pool where we did during the party so long ago.

"Geena, what am I going to say to her?"

"Don't worry about it. I'm sure the fact you even show up will shock her."

"Wonder what she's doing right now..."

"Jay--just drive. Don't worry, ok?"

I think I just may love Geena. Is it too quick? I suppose if I think about it, if it weren't for her--my relationship with Kat might have never happened. I owe her something. And I think I want to give her my love.

Christ, that sounded lyrical. I apologize for the momentary sappiness. On with the narration.

We parked a few houses a way so that we could walk to her house, didn't want her to see the car pull up.

As we went up the path Geena grabbed my hand and squeezed it. Just outside the door she stopped me and kissed me gently on the lips.

"Ring the doorbell," she grinned. I obliged and stumbled around the door with one hand looking for the doorbell. I rang it while kissing Geena back.

We stopped when we heard footsteps approach the door.

Then the door opened.

Wow.

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Chapter 7 ~ Geena

There's something about Jay Benson. While he is generally unassuming he's pretty sweet and I get the feeling he'd hate to be told that.

His ex though, that's a different story. She is one fucked up son of a bitch.

Jay tells me that some terrible shit happened to her as a kid. But that he wouldn't divulge that information--he apparently isn't spiteful. That's a plus for the kid.

But, to be frank though. I can use my imagination. Shy girl throughout most of high school, clearly holding something back. Either abuse or she was raped. I hate jumping to conclusions but that's really the only possibility in my mind.

Let me say something else about Jay now. There's too much bile in my mouth from discussing Kat. He is a bit spineless. Standing up to Kat is all he needs to do to nip all this unpleasantness in the butt. I think he's afraid Kat will explode on him; he has to realize--she already has. Jay just needs some encouragement.

In my days as ultra-bitch in high school I learned that everyone is way too skittish or sensitive about something. Press it long enough and they'll snap. That's what happened to Kat at the christmas party. But judging by that girl's actions, she has several points Jay can pressure.

Why am I helping Jay?

To be honest, I'm not sure. He's a great fuck and all and that was for a long time my bare minimum to stay in contact with men. But like I said, there's something Jay does. Something in his demeanor and that's really what keeps me hooked.

I'm crazy about him. It's like sick puppy love. Something I've never been used to. Ultra bitch's don't get the luxury of love right? I come off as blunt way too often. I'd like to pretend I'm as soft as Jay--I'm not, obviously, but every time I get close to him it's like I don't want to be anywhere else.

We sat nude against vending machines. That's an experience you don't normally have. At least, I sure as hell hope not.

Sorry, I know you want to know what happened after Geena answered the door in her birthday suit. It's annoying when narration and explicative character development gets in the way of hard core plot development. But you've got to understand, even talking about how I feel about Jay was me being "soft."

Right. Kat stood in the doorway in the nude. It was pretty hot to be honest. Surprises like that would make everyone swing the other way for a moment.

There was just a beat when we opened the door. Kat just blinked and sort of twitched eventually scampering into another room in the house.

Jay and I looked at each other with confusion and shrugged it off. It was an odd encounter to say the least.

We stepped inside, greeting you nude is an invitation inside as far I'm concerned. I had to pull Jay in after me--encouragement every step of the way.

Jay and I just waited for a moment looking around. And Kat finally returned. This time she was clothed in some shorts and a long t-shirt.

"Jay, what do you want?"

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The end of the story is approaching guys; it's a good 6-7 chapters down the road, but I've got everything plotted out. I'm throwing ideas around for another story that will be different. I may or may not start that before this story ends.

Chapter 8 ~ Kat

"I just want to know why you've been lying." He asked me this somberly and just softly stared at me. It seems the heat from the earlier meeting had subsided in his mind.

I didn't say anything. What could I say? Yes Jay. I'm a heartless bitch still slightly crazy about you and I don't why the fuck I lied but I did. Ok--sorry? Hugs, kisses? Then what!

In the silence that followed I noticed Geena and Jay look at each other and exchange expressions of what I can only assume was disappointment.

It was Geena who finally broke the silence. "Look, Kat. It's obvious you're lying about this. I've got this kind of instinct--I just know you are. Gats reacting that way and you acting like this period. It's transparent--it really is."

Before I even thought about, "No one asked you, you bitch."

Jay gave me his what the fuck? glance and shook his head. I can't say I really felt remorse, why was Geena here? It wasn't any of her god damn business.

To my amazement, Geena continued to talk. "Kat, we're not here to make peace or pick a fight. We simply want to hear the truth from you."

"Jay, speak up! Don't let this whore make these demands."

Jay was a pansy through and through. His head was probably spinning right now. I loved Kat so much, how could she do this to me! Or! God damnit! Why does this have to happen?. Actually, it probably was more like. Geena, shut the fuck up!

It wasn't either of those. In fact, he spoke himself--out loud.

"Kat, I pity you. For all these months I was beating myself up. Did I somehow wrong her? But I know you've just become a hollow shell. I bet you think I'm a pansy. I haven't been lying."

Jay, I love you.

Of course, it was at this moment I remembered my feelings before they arrived. I got turned on again and an idea popped into my head. A way, just maybe, I could get him back.

"You want the truth Jay?"

"Yes."

"Well then, Geena's here--I know she knows how to play too."

"Kat..."

Geena and Jay looked at each other concerned--they knew where this was going.

"Jay, Truth or Dare?"

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Chapter 9 ~ Voice Message

Jay.

When you wake up and listen to this message it will already be too late.

I'm sorry for many things. There's no way I can justify any of it. Something got me down deep. I can't describe what happened it just did. Gats was an old friend and one night we just got to exploring and one thing led to another.

I also apologize for what happened at the game last night, I shouldn't have thought you would do that anymore, with me anyway.

Apologies don't change anything though. I was out of line one too many times.

But we all knew that. Regardless, I am done lying.

Seeing you with Geena got me feeling lonely and I just couldn't stand it. I realize now that it was mostly jealousy. But I am alone Jay. You, Gats, and my dad. No one talks to me. My dad figured out eventually that I was indeed cheating on you; he stopped talking to me.

I can't handle the pressure anymore and I'm getting out. Don't think less of me for this, please.

Do me a favor in the future, stay with Geena. She's a great girl who has her priorities straight. She read me like a book.

I doubt there's much time left on this message so I'll end with what I really want to say. I've never stopped loving you, and I know you haven't stopped loving me. But there's only one way for us to move on and I'm going to make it happen. Immediately.

I don't know what it means anymore Jay and I can't stand looking at it.

Goodbye.

[honeyness]

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Chapter 10 ~ Geena

Kinky.

That's about the only thing that came to my mind when Kat said, "Truth or Dare."

Perhaps it's wrong, but I was turned on instantaneously. First, I had a severe case of deja vu; Not counting my first date with Jay, I think the last time I played truth or dare was at that party so many years ago. Furthermore, when I did play it with Jay that was probably the kinkiest stuff I'd ever done--and I loved it.

Yeah, it was a weird situation. Kat answered the door nude. If I were to hazard a guess she had just masturbated. Now she wanted to play Truth or Dare with us! She has balls, I'll give her shy ass that. My breath was taken away and I was turned on.

I didn't want to say anything, I let Jay answer her. If he was in, I was in. I must admit I really wanted him to answer with truth or dare. It seemed like ages before Jay finally responded.

"Kat..."

His initial response didn't thrill me; as he said it he titled his head down and stared at the floor probably thinking to himself of all the bad places this could and probably would lead.

Just when I lost hope he finished his sentence, "Truth."

She had been planning these questions or she had at least had them buzzing around in her mind. Kat hardly had time to think when she spat out her question, "What did you think when you found out who Geena was?"

This was an interesting question to be sure. I wasn't hopeful that Jay was going to say something nice about it, I was expecting him to talk about how he wanted to be somewhere else or just throw me in another pool. Instead he thought for a moment and replied with a level head, "I thought, 'Wow--she's really changed.'"

He paused and then quickly added, "For the better, that is."

Cheesey and trite response but I've got say it really was nice of him--not what I expected. At least it wasn't some stupid thing like, "This girl has finally become an elegant woman." That would be a pretty far-fetched fantasy. I honestly would never want to be described as elegant. Change was about the nicest way to describe it I think.

Jay just kept winning me where it counts.

The game of course had to continue. Thus it fell on me to answer the eternal question of, "Truth or dare?" from Jay himself.

I picked dare. While I was turned on I trusted Jay to know my limits and how far I'd go. But to be honest I didn't know how far I would go; I didn't know how far any of us would go.

Jay was grinning when I uttered my response. It was apparently good news. His dare was pretty obvious but a good one.

"Kat, jump into the pool."

It was then that I realized I was wearing a white shirt and didn't have a bra on. I changed a lot, but never did I change my styling. Man, continuity is a slut.

To make a long story short I jumped in the pool and it was fucking freezing. My nipples reacted accordingly and as I came out of the pool I don't have to tell you that my breasts were practically on full display. To appease the crowd I shook off some of the water. I dried off with a towel and we went back inside.

As it was my turn I asked Kat, "Truth or Dare?"

"Truth."

I was actually glad she was answering truth, I really wanted to know. "Kat what were you doing before we arrived?"

She blushed a little but replied, "Masturbating."

I couldn't help but exclaim, "I knew it!"

I got a cold stare from Jay. It was pretty rude I have to admit. Every once in awhile I do flash back to ultrabitch day.

Kat didn't ask Jay truth or dare next instead she redirected right back at me. I was a bit alarmed to be honest. But I was turned on so I fired back with another dare!

Kat had a devious look on her face. "Jump in the pool again, completely nude and stay in until dared otherwise."

Well that was a jump up the intensity scale. But what the hell! Why not? Let's fucking do this.

I was pumping up to start when Jay spoke up.

"Kat, no. That's too far."

God damnit Jay!