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On Saturday I drove over to Linda’s and Rosie drove us to the rink in Parthenia. Holly and Keith arrived shortly after we did, and we all took seats and watched the routines.
Mandy was next to last and second oldest of the performers, most were from 6 to 12, and the oldest was a 22 year old guy. It opened with an exhibition by one of the instructors, showing what was expected from each of the skaters being evaluated. Then they all started to take their turns, in order of age from youngest to oldest.
And they were all really good. Out of the 12 being evaluated, at the end of the performance 10 were promoted to the next rank. Mandy took home special medals for best performance (she was graded as a 9.5 out of 10) and best technique. Then after lots of hugs and kisses exchanged and punch and cake served the rink was opened up for everybody to skate.
I should not have been surprised when Rosie pulled on skates and joined the rest of us. And she was actually pretty good, and must have been a fine skater when she was younger. We all had a good time, and she was somewhat surprised when the first couples skate was called I let go of Linda’s hand and came up and took hers.
“Pete, you should be skating with Linda” she exclaimed.
“They never told you? It is our tradition that I skate with Linda on the last Couples skate. On all of the others we change partners. And since you are the only one I have never skated with, it is only fair that the first one is with you.”
We chatted as we skated, and she told me how proud she was of Mandy. “When Amanda first started this, I was not sure if it was just a fad thing or not. But this is really the first thing in her life she has really stuck with like this. I have a feeling that this might actually be a lifelong passion of hers.”
“It’s very possible. She really is very good, and it is having other benefits also. I have noticed that the guys are watching her a lot more now, and she must have dropped 15 pounds in the last 3 months. If skating was a school sport I have no doubt she would have a Letterman jacket because of it.”
Rosie nodded. “Yea, I have noticed that also. She is definitely more fit, and I think she is considering joining the Track & Field or Cross Country teams next spring. I suggested them to her because they would help with her fitness and endurance if nothing else, and she really seems to be thinking it over.”
We then talked about what our plans were for the next convention (October in the City of Orange), and I told her at this time the only offer we have is free passes. But I was hoping that something would come across sooner that would offer a hotel also at least since there was no way I would make that trip only for a single day.
“Well, if it happens, it happens. I know both the girls love going with you. And you by far have been one of the best influences they have had other than family. My oldest daughter is now an A student again that has a large group of friends, and she is no longer on the verge of being the school slut. And my withdrawn daughter is on her way to being a performer.”
“Rosie!” I exclaimed, but she said “Shhhh. I’m not blind, I know the path Linda was heading down. And now she is not, mostly because of you. And Amanda has this huge circle of friends, mostly older and more mature that seem to be good influences on her. And she and I have had talks, she is not a lesbian, but her and Peggy have what she said was a ‘special relationship’, which I can accept.”
By this time the couples skate was ending so I leaned over and gave Rosie a kiss on the cheek and said it was the custom, then skated back to Linda (who had been skating with Mandy). I told her a little of what Rosie told me as we continued the session. Finally it was all over and after we got back to Linda's house, Linda and I got in Blue Whale with Peggy and Mandy and said we were going to go “goof off” for a bit.
Since my dad was out on another date with Deana the house was empty. So the 4 of us went to my house. After a light meal we all retired to different rooms (Peggy and Mandy on the game room couch) we had the privacy I think we all wanted. And I was thrusting deep into Linda as she was laying on her back looking up at me.
“Yes Pete, fuck me. Keep fucking me, I’m almost there!” And a moment later she was shuddering through her orgasm. And I was right behind, pumping my cream into her. Collapsing on top of her and catching my breath we could hear the moans from downstairs. It sounded like both girls were hitting their peak at the same time.
A few minutes later my softening member slipped out of her, and Linda excused herself to go to the bathroom. I threw on a pair of sweatpants and went downstairs, and hearing no noise from the game room called out that I was making a light meal for us to share. And if they wanted to join us they had better get dressed. Two giggles answered, and they said they would be right out.
I pulled out a bowl of chicken and rice with alfredo sauce from the fridge and heated it in the microwave, and it was waiting on the table along with sodas when the girls joined me. We chatted a bit, and Linda asked if she could call her mom and ask if they could spend the night.
I thought about it a moment, and shook my head. “Baby, as much as I would love you here all night, I think your mom might like the two of you home so she can talk to you and especially Mandy after today.”
Mandy and then Linda both nodded at that, and my baby said “Yea, you’re right. After dinner how about we clean up and you take us home?”
I told them it was not a problem, and soon all three had taken quick showers and I was driving them home. Peggy and Mandy shared kisses on the 10-minute drive to their house, so they shared a hug as I kissed Linda goodnight and then we walked them to the door.
When I got back in the car, Peggy asked if we could talk for a bit before I took her home. I told her no problem, and went back to my house. We went to the back and sat under the gazebo by the bar-b-que, and I waited for her to begin since obviously something was on her mind.
“Pete, there’s something you should probably know. And I really-really want some advice. I love Mandy, but I know I am not a lesbian, and she will never be my life partner. But the thing is, I’ve kind of had a crush on Mike for as long as I can remember. He’s asked me 3 or 4 times this last week if he could join our group, because he said he has never met a DM as fun as you are. But I am not sure how that might work out.”
I reached over and took her hand in mine, and she squeezed. “Let me guess, you’re worried you might hurt Mandy, right?” A slow nod, and a tear ran down her cheek.
I reached out and wiped it away with my finger. “Peggy, I’m sure you know that Mandy is not a lesbian either. In fact, if anything of the two of you she is the most ‘straight’, and you are the most bisexual. Linda tells me that she’s always talking about guys when they are talking about sex, and I have a feeling that both encounters we saw were mostly at her instigation. Right?”
She smiled, then nodded. “Then don’t worry about it. Tell her honestly, and I think she’ll be happy for you. Hell, I know she’s had guys ask her out, and I have a feeling she probably refused them mostly because of you. If you start seeing a guy I’m pretty sure that she will be doing the same within a week or two. All I ask is that you do not break off your friendship over it.”
”Oh, that will NEVER happen!” she exclaimed. “She is my first lover, but she is also the best skate partner I have ever had and my best friend. Even if in 5 years we were both married I would wish that the ASA allowed same-sex couples skating, because I think she is an awesome partner.”
“Well, why don’t you write and ask them to add that? As exhibition if nothing else?”
“What, really? Do you think they would consider it?”
“Why not? At least for girls I don’t see a problem. Trust me, in the last year I have heard a lot of gals into it complain that the biggest problem they have is that it is hard to find a male partner that fits their needs. Body strength, ability, dedication, not grabbing them, it’s like there are 10 gals who want a good partner for every male with that kind of ability. Get some numbers and statements from others, and suggest it as an alternative way for gals to get into couples skating without the need to find a BDM able to do it.”
”BDM? Pete, what's a BDM?”
“Oh, sorry. That is a ‘Big Dumb Male’. You know, all muscles, good for moving furniture and opening jars, but not much else. Us 'Smart Men' know that most of the time we are not really needed, but we do what we can so we can at least think that we are important.”
Peggy laughed at that and gave me a hug. “OK, I’ll do that. I doubt it will matter, but it might at least make people think about it. And next month is an open non-competitive skate meet, I have already entered Mandy and myself into it. They often have open exhibitions before or after, and I will ask if we can do a couples routine as part of it.”
“There you go! If nothing else, it will help get others thinking about it. And you can present it as a way for girls without male partners to learn the skills expected as they are looking. After all, is that not why you started with Mandy?”
She nodded. “Yea, Every time we practice I have us switch roles several times. That way she gets the practice in learning routines, and I get to practice at ‘being the girl’. I still want to get into couples and am still looking for a suitable guy. But until then I am mostly working on my solo routines.”
“Well, there you go then. Any possibilities?”
“Well, there is one, but he is quite a bit older. He is 23, which would mean we could not perform in many competitions since they tend to be 12-19 and 20 and over. But he is really good, it almost makes me wish I was a few years
older.”
“Well, keep looking. What about Mandy, think she would have as much of a problem in finding a partner?”
Peggy giggled at that. “Oh Pete, trust me when I say Mandy will likely never be into couples competition.”
“Why not?” I asked indignantly. “Is she not good enough?”
“Oh no, not at all! She is simply too big. She is what, 5’4” now? And around 110? She will probably be around 5’7” or so and around 150 when she is fully grown. Her being a couples skater is like Holly being a gymnast. Bigger girls are at a serious disadvantage. She would have to find a partner strong enough to throw her up and spin her around. For me, I’m never going to be over say 5’3”, and unlikely to ever be more than 110 pounds unless I get grossly fat. That 40 or so pounds is a huge difference in competition. In a routine a guy will do 3-7 lifts. That’s an extra 120 to 210 pounds or more they have to lift during a performance. She can be a phenomenal skater, but she is simply too big to be part of a competition quality couples team.”
I nodded at that, it made sense. I thought to all the ones I had seen on ice and roller skating, and all of the girls were tiny for the most part. “OK, yea. I can see that. But you think she can be that good?”
“Well, she will never be in my level, but she can be really close in a few years. This is like gymnastics, you really have to start as a k** to be a top-level competitor. I can see her placing well in local and regional competitions, but she will never make nationals. She simply started too late, but she can tear up a lot of local ones, since the top level of performers rarely bother with those. Unless it is to get into the higher-level competitions which require a certain number of awards for entry.”
We chatted a bit more, then we shared a long hug and a gentle peck kiss before I stood up and we went to the front and I drove her home.
The next morning I awoke to somebody crawling into my bed! I looked and saw that Linda was only in a pair of panties, and was snuggling against me. “Baby, what are you doing here?” I asked. I looked at the clock, it was 9 am.
“Well, after breakfast I decided to go for a walk, and just ended up here. I know where you hide the spare key and thought I would let myself in.”
I gave her a soft kiss, then pulled her into my arms and held her. It was not much longer until we were both sleeping, with her back pressed against my front. And holding my baby close, we fell asleep.
Some time later I heard a noise, and looked over my shoulder at the door and saw Holly as she was closing it again. I got out of bed and slipped into my sweat pants and giving my sleeping baby a soft kiss on the cheek went out. I caught Holly as she was opening the door and told her to wait. She came over to give me a big hug, and then I went into the kitchen and made some coffee. “I hope I didn’t interrupt anything up there Pete.”
“Naw, Linda just came over earlier and I was still asleep so she climbed in and we cuddled and went back to sleep. Jesus Holly, we don’t need to have sex all the time.”
“I know, am just teasing you. Keith and I had a little fight last night, and I just wanted to talk to you.”
I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her against me. “I'm sorry, go sit down and I will bring you a cup of coffee and you can tell me all about it.” By this time enough had been made for 2 cups so I poured them and sat hers in front of her with the sugar.
“Oh, it was largely nonsense. We had planned on seeing Fast Times, but his parents were out and he said he wanted to fool around instead. I really wanted to see the movie, in case I recognize anybody in it since they filmed it there at our school. But he kept trying to push me into having sex, and I admit it is 'that time' and I really did not feel like it. Then he did the one thing you never ask a woman, especially if it is that time. He asked if I was ‘on the rag or something’, and I just lost it. I actually slapped him! Oh, not hard but he knew he was slapped. And I told him I never wanted to see him again and left. I didn’t even want him to drive me home by that point, I just walked home.”
“I’m sorry Holly, one second and I’ll be right back.” I quickly walked upstairs and woke up Linda. I told her I that Holly needed her, and went to relieve my bladder. After brushing my teeth and a quick shave I went back downstairs, and Linda and Holly were holding each other on the couch and Holly looked to be finishing another crying spell. I joined them on the other side of the couch and we held Holly in a 3-way hug.
“Pete, was I out of line?” Holly softly asked.
“Nope, not at all. I’ve never said anything like that to Linda, or any other gal. That is just wrong and hurtful. And if she was ever to say she was not in the mood for sex, then we don’t have sex.”
“Yea, Pete is really good like that. If I give him any hint that I’m not interested, he absolutely never pushes me. Ever. And yea, the days that Aunt Flo visits I’m rarely much in the mood anyways. It is just too yucky and the cramps make it not all that enjoyably most times. We may still fool around, but Pete here understands that about 1 week in 4 I am mostly ‘hands-off’.”
“So what are ya gonna do now?” I asked.
“Well, I’ll go and apologize to him tomorrow, but I expect one in return. We were both out of line, I just needed some time to cool off.”
I sat back and thought a little bit. “How about this? Linda and I have no plans for the day other than lounging around the house. Go check with your parents, and let’s go to Magic Mountain. Hopefully that will help put you in a better mood.”
“Oh Pete, I can’t. I don’t have that much money, and I don’t want to take up your time with Linda.”
“Oh please come Holly!” Linda said. “Pete likes roller coasters, and I can’t stand them. That way either you can keep him company when he goes on them, or you can keep me company as I wait for him to get back. It will be a lot of fun, and you know we like being with ya sis.”
“Hell, why not? Is not like I’m gonna be seeing Keith today. They are doing some rehearsal today and are playing a gig at a bowling alley tonight. So it will be nice to spend the day with just you two.”
So Holly went to get permission and gather a few things as Linda called her mom. 10 minutes later Holly was back with a small backpack that looked like a stuffed bear and we were off. It was only a 30-minute drive or so and just after 10 we were walking in the park.
Magic Mountain was one of the big 3 amusement parks in the LA area. It was not as well known as Disneyland or Knott’s Berry Farm, but it was larger and more affordable for k**s and families. Once we went in I had a girl in each hand and they were dragging me from ride to ride.
We all climbed on the Monorail and spent 20 minutes going around the park, Linda in my lap and both of us holding Holly’s hands. We took a few rides and decided to take the sky car back to the other side of the park. This time Holly was in my lap and Linda was sitting next to us holding our hands.
We had some burgers, then I decided to try getting Linda on one of the coasters. “Come on baby, you’ll like this one.”
“Nope, you know I don’t go on coasters Pete. You go have fun, I will wait here.”
Holly surprised me when she grabbed Linda’s hand and dragged her along, saying “Trust me, this one you’ll be fine with. The Gold Rusher is more of a fast train than an actual coaster. The highest point is maybe 10 feet off the ground, and it just follows along the curves and dips on the ground. Heck, we already went on the Log Jammer, and it was higher off the ground than this is.”
So finally we were able to talk her into it, and she actually had a blast! It seems that her problem was not so much with the dips and falls than it was the height. And the fact is that Gold Rusher is a very low to the ground coaster that was not an issue. We actually went on it 2 more times that day.
Holly went with me when we hit Colossus as Linda waited, but even she drew the line at the Great American Revolution, and waited with Linda. I guess coasters with a full 360 degree inverted loop were too much for her.
We headed over and took the water raft ride. This was one of the newest rides in the park, and none of us had been on it yet. We all got thoroughly wet, but being August that was not a problem as it also cooled us off.
But as we were waiting to get off, I realized that there was one thing that neither of the girls had thought of. Holly was in a light yellow blouse, and Linda was in a white t-shirt with rainbows on it. And both of them had thin white bras on under. Not only was it obvious that the cold had made their nipples hard, their nipples and areola were also visible through the now drenched fabric.
Being the gentleman I am, I took one in each hand and guided them down one of the empty trails heading up the mountain. They were both giggling that they were now cold, and I simply chuckled and said “I know, trust me!”
“What do you mean Pete?” my baby asked.
“Look down baby, and look over at Holly.”
They both did, and I could see they were turning not only red, but almost purple. Then Holly laughed, and said “Well, it’s not like you’ve not seen them before, ya know.”
“True, but you also generally do not show them off to hundreds of potential passers-by either.”
“Yea, ya got a point there. Linda, next time we come here, we wear bikini tops under our shirts.”
“Either that, or thicker bras.”
At the top of the hill was a kind of hedge garden, with several little alcoves with benches. Holly dragged us over and sat down, telling me to sit next to her. “Linda, get in his lap.” My baby shrugged, and did as directed.
“Don’t feel like you two should act different simply because I am here. Sis, kiss him now, and show him how much fun you’re having.” Linda shrugged and gave her a smile, and did just that. We spent the next 15 minutes or so kissing, tongues caressing each other and with her pressing her breasts into my chest as Holly wrapped her arms around both of us, alternating resting her head against me or Linda.
Finally the shirts were dry enough to be decent, and we decided it was a good time to eat. We had some hamburgers for lunch, and spent several more hours going on various rides all over the park. And when it was finally getting dark and the lights were starting to come on we decided it was time for dinner. We went to the steakhouse in the park and had a nice dinner, then spent the last 2 hours until the park closed taking as many rides as we could.
Finally we were on the way back, and Holly asked if we could go to the Runway before heading back. “I’m simply not ready to go home yet, and I have 2 more hours until I have to be back. I think a walk around a few times talking would be a good way to finish up the night.” So with a shrug I headed over.
As usual I parked about 50 yards from the portable toilets, and we all made use of them before starting our walk. One thing unusual this time was as we got to the far side, we saw another car parked near the fence to the golf course. Holly was telling us about the colleges she had applied to and stopped dead in her tracks with a hiss.
“What is it Holly?” I asked.
“That mother fucker! That fucking piece of shit cock-sucker!”
I looked around, and suddenly I noticed what Holly was seeing. It was not just a car about 50 yards away, it was Keith’s Datsun. Complete with the damaged left rear fender. Shit.
“OK, you two wait here. I’m going to go closer and see what’s going on. Maybe like us he just came out here to talk with somebody or think. Or have a bowl or two, you both know he still tokes up on occasion. I’ll be right back.”
I moved slowly in a crouch until I was on the passenger side and carefully crept up to the car. At about 15 yards away, I stopped and swore. Yep, it was Keith. And nope, he was not alone. And by the fact that the passenger appeared to be a topless girl that he was kissing and groping they were not just chatting.
When I rejoined the girls they were walking back to the Blue Whale, and Holly was crying. Linda had her arm around Holly and looked at me when I returned. Holly looked up through tear-streaked eyes and mascara dripping down her face, and I just nodded.
“I don’t know who it is, but it’s unquestionably a girl, and they are making out.”
More tears at this, and Linda and I both held her. Finally she pulled out a napkin and blew her nose, and wiped her eyes. “That’s it then, it’s over.” she quietly said. “If a single fight like that is enough to have him making out with another girl the next day, I’m done with him. Keith is no longer part of my life, and that’s forever!”
Linda continued to hold Holly as we drove to my house, and they both gave me tight hugs before the girls went to Holly’s house. I told them I would pick them up in the morning, realizing that this was unquestionably a night where Holly needed Linda to console her more than me.
Mandy was next to last and second oldest of the performers, most were from 6 to 12, and the oldest was a 22 year old guy. It opened with an exhibition by one of the instructors, showing what was expected from each of the skaters being evaluated. Then they all started to take their turns, in order of age from youngest to oldest.
And they were all really good. Out of the 12 being evaluated, at the end of the performance 10 were promoted to the next rank. Mandy took home special medals for best performance (she was graded as a 9.5 out of 10) and best technique. Then after lots of hugs and kisses exchanged and punch and cake served the rink was opened up for everybody to skate.
I should not have been surprised when Rosie pulled on skates and joined the rest of us. And she was actually pretty good, and must have been a fine skater when she was younger. We all had a good time, and she was somewhat surprised when the first couples skate was called I let go of Linda’s hand and came up and took hers.
“Pete, you should be skating with Linda” she exclaimed.
“They never told you? It is our tradition that I skate with Linda on the last Couples skate. On all of the others we change partners. And since you are the only one I have never skated with, it is only fair that the first one is with you.”
We chatted as we skated, and she told me how proud she was of Mandy. “When Amanda first started this, I was not sure if it was just a fad thing or not. But this is really the first thing in her life she has really stuck with like this. I have a feeling that this might actually be a lifelong passion of hers.”
“It’s very possible. She really is very good, and it is having other benefits also. I have noticed that the guys are watching her a lot more now, and she must have dropped 15 pounds in the last 3 months. If skating was a school sport I have no doubt she would have a Letterman jacket because of it.”
Rosie nodded. “Yea, I have noticed that also. She is definitely more fit, and I think she is considering joining the Track & Field or Cross Country teams next spring. I suggested them to her because they would help with her fitness and endurance if nothing else, and she really seems to be thinking it over.”
We then talked about what our plans were for the next convention (October in the City of Orange), and I told her at this time the only offer we have is free passes. But I was hoping that something would come across sooner that would offer a hotel also at least since there was no way I would make that trip only for a single day.
“Well, if it happens, it happens. I know both the girls love going with you. And you by far have been one of the best influences they have had other than family. My oldest daughter is now an A student again that has a large group of friends, and she is no longer on the verge of being the school slut. And my withdrawn daughter is on her way to being a performer.”
“Rosie!” I exclaimed, but she said “Shhhh. I’m not blind, I know the path Linda was heading down. And now she is not, mostly because of you. And Amanda has this huge circle of friends, mostly older and more mature that seem to be good influences on her. And she and I have had talks, she is not a lesbian, but her and Peggy have what she said was a ‘special relationship’, which I can accept.”
By this time the couples skate was ending so I leaned over and gave Rosie a kiss on the cheek and said it was the custom, then skated back to Linda (who had been skating with Mandy). I told her a little of what Rosie told me as we continued the session. Finally it was all over and after we got back to Linda's house, Linda and I got in Blue Whale with Peggy and Mandy and said we were going to go “goof off” for a bit.
Since my dad was out on another date with Deana the house was empty. So the 4 of us went to my house. After a light meal we all retired to different rooms (Peggy and Mandy on the game room couch) we had the privacy I think we all wanted. And I was thrusting deep into Linda as she was laying on her back looking up at me.
“Yes Pete, fuck me. Keep fucking me, I’m almost there!” And a moment later she was shuddering through her orgasm. And I was right behind, pumping my cream into her. Collapsing on top of her and catching my breath we could hear the moans from downstairs. It sounded like both girls were hitting their peak at the same time.
A few minutes later my softening member slipped out of her, and Linda excused herself to go to the bathroom. I threw on a pair of sweatpants and went downstairs, and hearing no noise from the game room called out that I was making a light meal for us to share. And if they wanted to join us they had better get dressed. Two giggles answered, and they said they would be right out.
I pulled out a bowl of chicken and rice with alfredo sauce from the fridge and heated it in the microwave, and it was waiting on the table along with sodas when the girls joined me. We chatted a bit, and Linda asked if she could call her mom and ask if they could spend the night.
I thought about it a moment, and shook my head. “Baby, as much as I would love you here all night, I think your mom might like the two of you home so she can talk to you and especially Mandy after today.”
Mandy and then Linda both nodded at that, and my baby said “Yea, you’re right. After dinner how about we clean up and you take us home?”
I told them it was not a problem, and soon all three had taken quick showers and I was driving them home. Peggy and Mandy shared kisses on the 10-minute drive to their house, so they shared a hug as I kissed Linda goodnight and then we walked them to the door.
When I got back in the car, Peggy asked if we could talk for a bit before I took her home. I told her no problem, and went back to my house. We went to the back and sat under the gazebo by the bar-b-que, and I waited for her to begin since obviously something was on her mind.
“Pete, there’s something you should probably know. And I really-really want some advice. I love Mandy, but I know I am not a lesbian, and she will never be my life partner. But the thing is, I’ve kind of had a crush on Mike for as long as I can remember. He’s asked me 3 or 4 times this last week if he could join our group, because he said he has never met a DM as fun as you are. But I am not sure how that might work out.”
I reached over and took her hand in mine, and she squeezed. “Let me guess, you’re worried you might hurt Mandy, right?” A slow nod, and a tear ran down her cheek.
I reached out and wiped it away with my finger. “Peggy, I’m sure you know that Mandy is not a lesbian either. In fact, if anything of the two of you she is the most ‘straight’, and you are the most bisexual. Linda tells me that she’s always talking about guys when they are talking about sex, and I have a feeling that both encounters we saw were mostly at her instigation. Right?”
She smiled, then nodded. “Then don’t worry about it. Tell her honestly, and I think she’ll be happy for you. Hell, I know she’s had guys ask her out, and I have a feeling she probably refused them mostly because of you. If you start seeing a guy I’m pretty sure that she will be doing the same within a week or two. All I ask is that you do not break off your friendship over it.”
”Oh, that will NEVER happen!” she exclaimed. “She is my first lover, but she is also the best skate partner I have ever had and my best friend. Even if in 5 years we were both married I would wish that the ASA allowed same-sex couples skating, because I think she is an awesome partner.”
“Well, why don’t you write and ask them to add that? As exhibition if nothing else?”
“What, really? Do you think they would consider it?”
“Why not? At least for girls I don’t see a problem. Trust me, in the last year I have heard a lot of gals into it complain that the biggest problem they have is that it is hard to find a male partner that fits their needs. Body strength, ability, dedication, not grabbing them, it’s like there are 10 gals who want a good partner for every male with that kind of ability. Get some numbers and statements from others, and suggest it as an alternative way for gals to get into couples skating without the need to find a BDM able to do it.”
”BDM? Pete, what's a BDM?”
“Oh, sorry. That is a ‘Big Dumb Male’. You know, all muscles, good for moving furniture and opening jars, but not much else. Us 'Smart Men' know that most of the time we are not really needed, but we do what we can so we can at least think that we are important.”
Peggy laughed at that and gave me a hug. “OK, I’ll do that. I doubt it will matter, but it might at least make people think about it. And next month is an open non-competitive skate meet, I have already entered Mandy and myself into it. They often have open exhibitions before or after, and I will ask if we can do a couples routine as part of it.”
“There you go! If nothing else, it will help get others thinking about it. And you can present it as a way for girls without male partners to learn the skills expected as they are looking. After all, is that not why you started with Mandy?”
She nodded. “Yea, Every time we practice I have us switch roles several times. That way she gets the practice in learning routines, and I get to practice at ‘being the girl’. I still want to get into couples and am still looking for a suitable guy. But until then I am mostly working on my solo routines.”
“Well, there you go then. Any possibilities?”
“Well, there is one, but he is quite a bit older. He is 23, which would mean we could not perform in many competitions since they tend to be 12-19 and 20 and over. But he is really good, it almost makes me wish I was a few years
older.”
“Well, keep looking. What about Mandy, think she would have as much of a problem in finding a partner?”
Peggy giggled at that. “Oh Pete, trust me when I say Mandy will likely never be into couples competition.”
“Why not?” I asked indignantly. “Is she not good enough?”
“Oh no, not at all! She is simply too big. She is what, 5’4” now? And around 110? She will probably be around 5’7” or so and around 150 when she is fully grown. Her being a couples skater is like Holly being a gymnast. Bigger girls are at a serious disadvantage. She would have to find a partner strong enough to throw her up and spin her around. For me, I’m never going to be over say 5’3”, and unlikely to ever be more than 110 pounds unless I get grossly fat. That 40 or so pounds is a huge difference in competition. In a routine a guy will do 3-7 lifts. That’s an extra 120 to 210 pounds or more they have to lift during a performance. She can be a phenomenal skater, but she is simply too big to be part of a competition quality couples team.”
I nodded at that, it made sense. I thought to all the ones I had seen on ice and roller skating, and all of the girls were tiny for the most part. “OK, yea. I can see that. But you think she can be that good?”
“Well, she will never be in my level, but she can be really close in a few years. This is like gymnastics, you really have to start as a k** to be a top-level competitor. I can see her placing well in local and regional competitions, but she will never make nationals. She simply started too late, but she can tear up a lot of local ones, since the top level of performers rarely bother with those. Unless it is to get into the higher-level competitions which require a certain number of awards for entry.”
We chatted a bit more, then we shared a long hug and a gentle peck kiss before I stood up and we went to the front and I drove her home.
The next morning I awoke to somebody crawling into my bed! I looked and saw that Linda was only in a pair of panties, and was snuggling against me. “Baby, what are you doing here?” I asked. I looked at the clock, it was 9 am.
“Well, after breakfast I decided to go for a walk, and just ended up here. I know where you hide the spare key and thought I would let myself in.”
I gave her a soft kiss, then pulled her into my arms and held her. It was not much longer until we were both sleeping, with her back pressed against my front. And holding my baby close, we fell asleep.
Some time later I heard a noise, and looked over my shoulder at the door and saw Holly as she was closing it again. I got out of bed and slipped into my sweat pants and giving my sleeping baby a soft kiss on the cheek went out. I caught Holly as she was opening the door and told her to wait. She came over to give me a big hug, and then I went into the kitchen and made some coffee. “I hope I didn’t interrupt anything up there Pete.”
“Naw, Linda just came over earlier and I was still asleep so she climbed in and we cuddled and went back to sleep. Jesus Holly, we don’t need to have sex all the time.”
“I know, am just teasing you. Keith and I had a little fight last night, and I just wanted to talk to you.”
I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her against me. “I'm sorry, go sit down and I will bring you a cup of coffee and you can tell me all about it.” By this time enough had been made for 2 cups so I poured them and sat hers in front of her with the sugar.
“Oh, it was largely nonsense. We had planned on seeing Fast Times, but his parents were out and he said he wanted to fool around instead. I really wanted to see the movie, in case I recognize anybody in it since they filmed it there at our school. But he kept trying to push me into having sex, and I admit it is 'that time' and I really did not feel like it. Then he did the one thing you never ask a woman, especially if it is that time. He asked if I was ‘on the rag or something’, and I just lost it. I actually slapped him! Oh, not hard but he knew he was slapped. And I told him I never wanted to see him again and left. I didn’t even want him to drive me home by that point, I just walked home.”
“I’m sorry Holly, one second and I’ll be right back.” I quickly walked upstairs and woke up Linda. I told her I that Holly needed her, and went to relieve my bladder. After brushing my teeth and a quick shave I went back downstairs, and Linda and Holly were holding each other on the couch and Holly looked to be finishing another crying spell. I joined them on the other side of the couch and we held Holly in a 3-way hug.
“Pete, was I out of line?” Holly softly asked.
“Nope, not at all. I’ve never said anything like that to Linda, or any other gal. That is just wrong and hurtful. And if she was ever to say she was not in the mood for sex, then we don’t have sex.”
“Yea, Pete is really good like that. If I give him any hint that I’m not interested, he absolutely never pushes me. Ever. And yea, the days that Aunt Flo visits I’m rarely much in the mood anyways. It is just too yucky and the cramps make it not all that enjoyably most times. We may still fool around, but Pete here understands that about 1 week in 4 I am mostly ‘hands-off’.”
“So what are ya gonna do now?” I asked.
“Well, I’ll go and apologize to him tomorrow, but I expect one in return. We were both out of line, I just needed some time to cool off.”
I sat back and thought a little bit. “How about this? Linda and I have no plans for the day other than lounging around the house. Go check with your parents, and let’s go to Magic Mountain. Hopefully that will help put you in a better mood.”
“Oh Pete, I can’t. I don’t have that much money, and I don’t want to take up your time with Linda.”
“Oh please come Holly!” Linda said. “Pete likes roller coasters, and I can’t stand them. That way either you can keep him company when he goes on them, or you can keep me company as I wait for him to get back. It will be a lot of fun, and you know we like being with ya sis.”
“Hell, why not? Is not like I’m gonna be seeing Keith today. They are doing some rehearsal today and are playing a gig at a bowling alley tonight. So it will be nice to spend the day with just you two.”
So Holly went to get permission and gather a few things as Linda called her mom. 10 minutes later Holly was back with a small backpack that looked like a stuffed bear and we were off. It was only a 30-minute drive or so and just after 10 we were walking in the park.
Magic Mountain was one of the big 3 amusement parks in the LA area. It was not as well known as Disneyland or Knott’s Berry Farm, but it was larger and more affordable for k**s and families. Once we went in I had a girl in each hand and they were dragging me from ride to ride.
We all climbed on the Monorail and spent 20 minutes going around the park, Linda in my lap and both of us holding Holly’s hands. We took a few rides and decided to take the sky car back to the other side of the park. This time Holly was in my lap and Linda was sitting next to us holding our hands.
We had some burgers, then I decided to try getting Linda on one of the coasters. “Come on baby, you’ll like this one.”
“Nope, you know I don’t go on coasters Pete. You go have fun, I will wait here.”
Holly surprised me when she grabbed Linda’s hand and dragged her along, saying “Trust me, this one you’ll be fine with. The Gold Rusher is more of a fast train than an actual coaster. The highest point is maybe 10 feet off the ground, and it just follows along the curves and dips on the ground. Heck, we already went on the Log Jammer, and it was higher off the ground than this is.”
So finally we were able to talk her into it, and she actually had a blast! It seems that her problem was not so much with the dips and falls than it was the height. And the fact is that Gold Rusher is a very low to the ground coaster that was not an issue. We actually went on it 2 more times that day.
Holly went with me when we hit Colossus as Linda waited, but even she drew the line at the Great American Revolution, and waited with Linda. I guess coasters with a full 360 degree inverted loop were too much for her.
We headed over and took the water raft ride. This was one of the newest rides in the park, and none of us had been on it yet. We all got thoroughly wet, but being August that was not a problem as it also cooled us off.
But as we were waiting to get off, I realized that there was one thing that neither of the girls had thought of. Holly was in a light yellow blouse, and Linda was in a white t-shirt with rainbows on it. And both of them had thin white bras on under. Not only was it obvious that the cold had made their nipples hard, their nipples and areola were also visible through the now drenched fabric.
Being the gentleman I am, I took one in each hand and guided them down one of the empty trails heading up the mountain. They were both giggling that they were now cold, and I simply chuckled and said “I know, trust me!”
“What do you mean Pete?” my baby asked.
“Look down baby, and look over at Holly.”
They both did, and I could see they were turning not only red, but almost purple. Then Holly laughed, and said “Well, it’s not like you’ve not seen them before, ya know.”
“True, but you also generally do not show them off to hundreds of potential passers-by either.”
“Yea, ya got a point there. Linda, next time we come here, we wear bikini tops under our shirts.”
“Either that, or thicker bras.”
At the top of the hill was a kind of hedge garden, with several little alcoves with benches. Holly dragged us over and sat down, telling me to sit next to her. “Linda, get in his lap.” My baby shrugged, and did as directed.
“Don’t feel like you two should act different simply because I am here. Sis, kiss him now, and show him how much fun you’re having.” Linda shrugged and gave her a smile, and did just that. We spent the next 15 minutes or so kissing, tongues caressing each other and with her pressing her breasts into my chest as Holly wrapped her arms around both of us, alternating resting her head against me or Linda.
Finally the shirts were dry enough to be decent, and we decided it was a good time to eat. We had some hamburgers for lunch, and spent several more hours going on various rides all over the park. And when it was finally getting dark and the lights were starting to come on we decided it was time for dinner. We went to the steakhouse in the park and had a nice dinner, then spent the last 2 hours until the park closed taking as many rides as we could.
Finally we were on the way back, and Holly asked if we could go to the Runway before heading back. “I’m simply not ready to go home yet, and I have 2 more hours until I have to be back. I think a walk around a few times talking would be a good way to finish up the night.” So with a shrug I headed over.
As usual I parked about 50 yards from the portable toilets, and we all made use of them before starting our walk. One thing unusual this time was as we got to the far side, we saw another car parked near the fence to the golf course. Holly was telling us about the colleges she had applied to and stopped dead in her tracks with a hiss.
“What is it Holly?” I asked.
“That mother fucker! That fucking piece of shit cock-sucker!”
I looked around, and suddenly I noticed what Holly was seeing. It was not just a car about 50 yards away, it was Keith’s Datsun. Complete with the damaged left rear fender. Shit.
“OK, you two wait here. I’m going to go closer and see what’s going on. Maybe like us he just came out here to talk with somebody or think. Or have a bowl or two, you both know he still tokes up on occasion. I’ll be right back.”
I moved slowly in a crouch until I was on the passenger side and carefully crept up to the car. At about 15 yards away, I stopped and swore. Yep, it was Keith. And nope, he was not alone. And by the fact that the passenger appeared to be a topless girl that he was kissing and groping they were not just chatting.
When I rejoined the girls they were walking back to the Blue Whale, and Holly was crying. Linda had her arm around Holly and looked at me when I returned. Holly looked up through tear-streaked eyes and mascara dripping down her face, and I just nodded.
“I don’t know who it is, but it’s unquestionably a girl, and they are making out.”
More tears at this, and Linda and I both held her. Finally she pulled out a napkin and blew her nose, and wiped her eyes. “That’s it then, it’s over.” she quietly said. “If a single fight like that is enough to have him making out with another girl the next day, I’m done with him. Keith is no longer part of my life, and that’s forever!”
Linda continued to hold Holly as we drove to my house, and they both gave me tight hugs before the girls went to Holly’s house. I told them I would pick them up in the morning, realizing that this was unquestionably a night where Holly needed Linda to console her more than me.
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