“Girl, you can’t compare yourself like that. I’m with three men! Our shenanigans are going to be wild, and triply so.”

I nod and look down for a moment.

“I was jealous,” I admit in a soft voice.

June laughs again.

“Girlfriend, there’s no reason to be jealous. The Lodge is a den of sin, you know that. Downstairs, they have all those playrooms, and even the gym and the pool are more for sexy times than anything else.”

I blush, and she sees.

“Oh my god, you met them at the gym, didn’t you?”

I shake my head, smiling my secret smile.

“No, the pool.”

She lets out a yip of glee.

“They boned you in the water!”

I laugh again.

“No, not really. Well, they caught me there. I was sneaking down there for some after hours lounging around, and they were there too. One thing led to another …” I say.

“… which led to boning!” June finishes for me.

We laugh together.

“It did,” I say, my cheeks flushing. “And Junie, it’s been so good. I feel like a woman, finally. I get taken morning, noon and night, and they’re sooo strong and handsome.”

She nods.

“So all this use of the “they” and “them” pronouns. There are two men?”

I nod, blushing and June steps in again.

“You know that’s totally normal at the Lodge. Half of us are in long-term relationships with two men.”

I swallow, my cheeks going hot.

“I know, right? Do you think it takes that much to please one of us?”

June looks contemplative for a moment.

“I’ve given it some thought, seeing that I seem to love being with my three guys. I don’t think it’s that so many of us have to be with multiple men at once. I think it’s that Dads and Daughters provides a certain type of experience for us. Instead of going to college and dipping our toe into the water slowly, we start off with a bang. We literally are thrown into the deep end and begin servicing truckers, sometimes four or five nights a week from the very beginning.”

I nod.

“I loved doing that,” I admit throatily. “I loved being with a new man each night.”

June nods too.

“I actually never even had that experience because I started off my time at Dads and Daughters with Finn, Fred, and Forest immediately, and something inside me cracked open. Now, I know I wouldn’t be happy with anything less. I need to be crammed full, you know what I mean?”

I nod, blushing.

“Me too,” is my shy admission. “It feels so good when they’re stretching me simultaneously. They’ll talk to one another about what my body does when they touch me a certain way, and it turns me on. Of course, I can’t usually reply because there’s something deep in my throat, but I love when they talk about my body as if it belongs to them.”

June shoots me a knowing glance.

“Oh sweetheart, you’re fallen head over heels haven’t you? And by the way, you still haven’t told me who you’re with.”

I sit up straight for a moment, my cereal and pickles forgotten.

“Have I?” I mumble, totally shocked. “Have I fallen in love? No, it can’t be. I’ve only been with Torrent and Trainor a few weeks.”

June’s lips twitch.

“Torrent and Trainor, hmmm? Very interesting.”

Then I gasp and shoot her a horrified look.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry Junie. I know they were supposed to be your initiators, and …”

“And what?” she laughs good-naturedly. “It’s no problem, Alizeh. I’m the one who ran when I saw them because they were so huge. Tell me, are you sore all the time now?” she asks with a wicked smile.

I shift a bit on my seat, and then bite my lip and nod.

“Yes. They’re enormous and they work me over so hard all the time. Twice a day, if not three or four times. I’m literally dripping with their seed sometimes.”

She laughs.

“Then they’re perfect for you!” she sings. “They were never perfect for me. Don’t even worry about the whole initiation thing. That’s in the past. Yes, they were supposed to initiate me, but I ran off. Even if they had initiated me, it wouldn’t matter Alizeh. You know that initiations are more about the physical than the emotional.”

I swallow.

“Yes, but it’s often a daughter’s first time,” I say in a quiet tone. “When she’s taken publicly, in front of an audience of truckers.”

“That’s true,” says June. “But don’t worry about it. Nothing happened between me and them, so it doesn’t matter. But what about you?” she asks curiously. “Are you sure you’re not pregnant?”

At the moment, I’m shaking out another bowl of cereal for myself.

“No, I don’t think so,” I say. “Just hungry.”

She smiles and eats the rest of her popsicle.

“Well, I’m glad to hear, Alizeh. If you’re happy, then I’m happy.”

The curvy girl gets up to go, but I stop her at the last minute by grabbing her hand. She turns to look at me inquisitively.

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