Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 94155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
“Don’t you actually have another class?”
Jessica waves me off. “That’s beside the point. Now, tell me everything! Don’t leave out a single detail.”
“Well, if you really want to know everything…”
I start by telling Jessica about the conference itself. She listens patiently as I describe some of the panels I attended, but I can tell she’s getting antsy. I don’t want to tell her the best parts immediately, though. I’m a storyteller. I have to make sure she stays interested the entire time.
I’m on the fifth panel when Jessica finally interrupts me.
“Mari, I love you, but you know this is not what I meant. Tell me about Mark and John!”
I laugh. “You lasted longer than I expected you would.”
“Whatever. Come on. Details!”
“Fine, fine. It was amazing. We really got to know each other on this trip. And we spent a lot of time in nature or at museums. Plus, we spent a lot of time in bed.”
Jessica rubs her hands together. “That’s what I’m talking about!”
“There was so much sex, Jessica. You wouldn’t even believe it.”
“Okay, but what was the best?”
I bite my lip. “It’s kind of embarrassing.”
“Please! I’ve told you so many things about my sex life. You can’t possibly say anything more embarrassing than the car story.”
I chuckle. Jessica had been with a guy in high school, and they were hooking up in his car. She’d accidentally hit the gear shift and put the car in reverse, causing the car to back into a tree. They were still hooking up when the cops showed up. To make matters even worse, the cop who showed up was Jessica’s uncle!
“You’re right. It doesn’t get worse than that,” I concede. “Mark, John, and I went for a hike the night we were originally going to come home. We got lost and had to sleep in the forest. We made love in the dark woods under the cover of some trees.”
“Mari! You had sex in the forest? God, I am so proud of you!”
“It was amazing,” I sigh, reminiscing. “Best sex of my life.”
“Girl, I’m so jealous of you! You’re living my dream life right now.”
I blush. “I don’t know if you’ll think that in a minute.”
“Wait, is everything okay?”
“Yeah! Everything is fine, I promise. It’s just that, well…I’m pregnant.”
Jessica screeches. “Oh my God! You’re pregnant? Mari!”
“I know! It’s crazy.”
“It is crazy, but so awesome. Who is the daddy?”
“I have no idea.”
“Mari!” Jessica repeats, shocked. “You don’t know which guy is the father?”
“No, and we’re not going to find out.”
“Wait, seriously?”
I shake my head. “We’re going to raise the baby together. We don’t need to know who the biological father is.”
Jessica considers this. “That’s crazy, but there are weirder things in life.”
“What do you mean?”
She angles herself toward me. “You’re not the only one who had an eventful week and a half.”
“Oh? What happened?”
“Do you remember that frat we went to? Mu Mu Phi?”
“Of course I do.”
“Well, I’ve become one of their little sisters.”
I scrunch my brow. “What do you mean?”
“Obviously, it’s a frat, so they don’t allow women. But they have this arrangement where they partner up with girls on campus who act as little sisters to the frat. It’s for women who are interested in bisexual relationships. I’ve been working toward little sisterhood since that first night, but I finally got inducted on Friday!”
Jessica is grinning like crazy. This is clearly good for her. I’m happy if she’s happy.
“That’s amazing, Jessica! What do you do as a little sister?”
“Well, officially, we attend a lot of the frat’s events, and we’re basically unofficial members of the group. Unofficially, we service different members.”
“Service them? How?”
“Not like a maid or whatever. We’re sexual partners.”
My eyes widen. “Oh! With Tom, right?”
I know that Jessica has seen him a few times since that first time we went to the MMF house. They’re not dating, but they’re hooking up. I don’t know if Jessica wants anything more from him. She doesn’t seem to care much about relationships. She’s more interested in the sex.
“Yeah, with Tom and this other guy, Raymond.”
This is the first I’m hearing about Raymond. “Who is he?”
“He’s another guy in the frat. He’s bi, too. He, Tom, and I get together to hook up. It’s amazing!”
I stare at her. I never expected this from Jessica.
Then again, I never expected to be in a bisexual relationship myself. Our upbringing in New York was pretty conservative. I had no idea bisexual relationships existed until I got to NYU. It feels like I’ve entered an entirely new world.
I’m glad I know about all of this now. It’s not like I thought gay people were non-existent, but I had no idea how much community and culture is involved with LGBT people. Now, I guess I’m kind of a member. I’m not bi myself, but my boyfriends are. At the very least, I’m an ally. That’s something I learned about online. An ally is someone who supports LGBT rights, even if they’re not LGBT themselves.