The Pussy Train IV

I woke up at 10:30 and immediately checked my phone. No messages. I got up and made myself breakfast. After I cleaned up my phone rang. I excitedly ran to answer it and when I picked it up, the called ID said ‘Robin’. I was disappointed, but answered it.

“Dude.”

“Hey Will. Did you find Amy last night?”

“Yeah, man. And Elly was there, too.”

Robin said nothing for a few seconds.

“You’re shittin’ me.”

“No, seriously. She was there.”

“Okay, I hope you’re comfy ‘cuz you’re giving me all the gories.”

For the next five minutes I recalled the night in vivid detail to my best friend.

“I can’t believe how lucky you are, man. This is the kind of thing EVERY guy fantasizes about. I honestly never thought this happened to anybody. Guess I was wrong.”

“I know, bud. I can’t believe it.”

“When do I get to meet ‘em?”

“We’ll see, man. I promise that you’ll be the first person I introduce them too.”

“You’re so my hero, dude. Later.”

“K. Catchya later.”

I had just hung up the phone when my text alert went off. YES!

‘Starbucks in Pioneer Square. 2:30’

I hit reply. ‘K. C U then’

I had a few hours to kill so I did some tidying around the house and went and got my groceries for the week. 2:00 came and I left for downtown. Being Sunday there was not much going on downtown so I had no trouble finding parking. I got there a bit early and went inside only to be welcomed by the identical smiles sitting in the corner. I walked over.

“Hey.” It was all I could think to say.

They chuckled a bit.

“Dude.” said Amy.

“Word.” added Elly

We all laughed.

“Every time I look at you guys no words come to mind. I’m usually much smoother than this.”

“A likely story,” cooed Elly.

“No. I mean it. Just seeing you girls is truly a breathtaking experience.”

“That’s a vast improvement,” chuckled Elly.

“I don’t even know where to begin.”

“First off, can you tell who’s who today,” asked Amy with a smile.

I pointed. “Amy and Elly.”

They smiled.

“Right. How’d you know?” asked Elly.

“I learned some subtle differences in your facial expressions last night. I pick up on little details.”

“Cool,” they said together

“Okay. You guys said that I’m the first guy you’ve ever done that with?”

They both nodded.

“Wow.” And again, my mind was a vacant wasteland. I just looked at them, alternating from one to the other. Finally Amy broke the silence.

“There’s just something about you, Will. You are the sexiest, coolest, most caring guy I’ve ever met.”

“Yeah. From what Amy’s told me and what I experienced last night, I have to agree.”

“And you guys have been into each other for pretty much your whole lives?”

“Yes.”

“Didn’t your parent or siblings ever find out? I mean if you have siblings, that is.”

They looked at each other for a second.

“Everything we tell you is in the strictest of confidence. You never tell a soul.”

I was somewhat confused, but quickly agreed.

“We grew up in a different household. We have 2 more sisters and a brother. All younger than us. Our parents are naturalists.”

“Naturalists? What’s that?”

“A synonym would be nudist.”

“Oh,” I said.

“Oh!” I repeated suddenly realizing what this meant.

“We never wore clothes around the house.