“Bonding” – Chapter 5:- “An Appointment”

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Back in the car, present day, David’s first-person perspective…Clare remarked, “David, I didn’t say anything to Brenda, as I needed time to think and to talk to you. I need to ask you what you think… as you can be quite insightful!”Then she looked at me. Clare was looking for advice, but what did I know about lesbians, or for that matter, relationships in general? So instead I chose to make an observation…”You had a busy day Saturday!” As I said it, I tried not to laugh, knowing I had slightly understated the truth.Clare started laughing. She hadn’t expected such a remark, and it broke the dam, as I joined in laughing with her. “It is not the end of the date yet,” Clare giggled. “But, there is no more sex,” she added, knowing I liked hot stories, her words turning my face into one of mock shocked horror. Clare giggled again, and then nudged me.But Clare’s actions did remind me of an insightful thought. It was one I had earlier.“I am not like Brenda or old,” I remarked. I still couldn’t believe Clare thought I was similar to a middle-aged lesbian, and that was part of the reason she was attracted to Brenda. It was a remark I was still having trouble letting go of.Clare didn’t seem to notice my discerning comment, as she just giggled again.I knew we were easing towards a serious discussion and I looked at the clock in the car. It was reading ten-thirty. We had been parked up for well over an hour. During that time, I had shown Clare Sarah’s naughty photos, she had masturbated and then, as requested, I had fucked her until Clare came.After that happened, I had carefully listened to Clare’s Brenda date story and occasionally offered her some advice as she narrated it. That is why I was now nursing a sore arm, though I didn’t think I deserved any of the freely given nudges.I knew Clare’s story was nearly over when she said, “We still have Brenda’s appointment visit. It was where I found myself in a bit of an embarrassing situation, but despite that, perhaps the last part of the day was my biggest surprise!”I smiled. Clare seemed to have a habit of finding herself in awkward situations, despite Clare’s grace and intelligence. bursa escort It had not taken me long to realise she had the habit of finding herself in awkward and sometimes embarrassing situations. I have to admit that it did give me some pleasure that she at least had one weakness!Though we were not quite at the end of Clare’s Brenda date story, I did have some serious thoughts about our agreed open relationship. Clare was right when she mentioned, I had no issues with Clare being with other girls, or being in a relationship with one. To me, girls did not represent a threat. It was only men that did!I always thought Clare would want a man somewhere in her life, even if she didn’t always admit it. That I had already noted in my orange nineteen-eighty-seven journal. The important thing to me, with Clare, was that the man, must be me.“What do you think about Karen and Brenda?” Clare asked, as my thoughts drifted away.“I don’t know much about lesbians,” I replied, which was very true. “Actually, I sometimes wonder if I know much about girls in general.” Clare started to giggle, and I had the feeling she was silently agreeing with me. “But I think Brenda had a point about Karen. I hoped you did at least phone her.”“Yes, I did, but I get to that, David. But what do you think about Brenda?”Clare wanted to know my thoughts because I was insightful, but I wasn’t sure what to say. I knew that I needed to support Clare. I had previously promised her that I would do that; it was also the right thing to do. I could only think of two important things to say to Clare.The first one was, “I like to meet Brenda, but only if she is your choice of a lesbian partner.”“Okay, that might be a good idea,” Clare replied and, in doing so, acknowledged my suggestion.“Yes, I think it would help,” I then added. “Especially as I learn to live with sharing you with her. It will also help me to know when I need to support you. The other thing I ask is, please do not fall in love with her.” I sharply emphasised the do not.I wasn’t sure if Clare could love another woman or not. All I knew was I could never sexually love bursa escort bayan another man like the way Clare was now doing with other women.“Thank you,” Clare replied, and then kissed me; our mouths once again hungry for each other’s before we broke apart.“I won’t fall in love with her, I promise. I am not sure I could ever fall in love with another woman. Anyway, I like having an understanding man around.”It was my turn to smile, as I liked that last part, and then I thought I better make it clear how far my understanding went.“Clare,” I said. “I don’t mind you seeing other women, but other men. I am just not ready for that.”Clare looked at me and then gently kissed me again, before quietly saying, “I know, but I am not ready for that either!”I smiled, as I knew that was the best I was going to get from Clare. After all, she was a sensual girl who I had already fallen deeply in love with. I also knew I had to accept it would take time for both of us to adjust to being in a close meaningful and hopefully monogamous relationship of three.“I better carry on with my Saturday story,” Clare remarked. “The most exciting part is yet to come.”Clare looked at me and grinned. Was she teasing me?“It is when I went home with Brenda,” Clare added whilst still grinning. “A lesbian gangbang,” I joked, not knowing if such things existed!Clare nudged me but laughed.“That is an interesting idea,” she responded. “But this was no fantasy. It was far better than that!”“Then you better tell me the rest,” I said, now smiling with Clare, “And then we can talk.” ***** The events of Saturday continued… Clare is narrating…After dropping off our bags and then another five minutes of walking, we came to a tattoo and piercing shop. “This is it,” Brenda announced. I had never been in one before, but I said to Brenda that I was not yet ready to get a piercing or a tattoo.“Maybe in the future,” I then quietly added, still completely unsure, but hedging my bets just in case this was another test.“I am not asking you to, my dear. This is for me. I am getting my nipple rings changed, and I wanted you to meet my friend Jill, escort bursa who originally pierced mine, now over fifteen years ago. She has been a long-term friend of mine and in difficult moments, has always been there for me. I think you like her, Clare.”I was a little apprehensive as we went to the shop entrance.“It will also give you a chance to see what you can get pierced in the future, but of course, only if you wish to. I never pressurise, it has to be a personal decision if you want to get pierced or even get a tattoo. I guess, my dear, you could say this visit is all part of today’s education lesson.” As we walked into the shop, I became a little more interested. Brenda directed me down a corridor towards the rear of the building. This was a separate area dedicated just to professional piercing. The larger area at the front was the actual tattoo parlour however, we never entered it. Brenda told me that they were two separate businesses both using the same premises and that this was a good idea, as often their clientele were often the same people.“Do you own this one?” I asked. I was now a little wary of where Brenda was taking me. Thinking that every place Brenda owned or had shares in, but this time Brenda didn’t even answer. Instead, she just chuckled. I sensed she seemed to like to keep me guessing.We came to a small waiting area and a young girl with several tattoos on her lower arms and a ring through her nose came out of one of the three doors that were in front of us.“Hi, can I help you?”Brenda gave her name and said she had an appointment with Jill at four pm. After a quick check in an appointment book, the receptionist confirmed it before asking us to take a seat.“Jill will be with you in a few minutes,” and with she disappeared back through the door she had originally come through.Sitting there, I felt a little nervous even though I knew I wasn’t going to have anything pierced. It must have shown as Brenda reassured me once again that this appointment was just for her.About a minute later, out of the same door came Jill. She was in her mid-thirties, fairly short, approximately five-four, with dark hair that was shaved at the sides. She had a nose stud and an eyebrow piercing. Jill was wearing jeans and had several tattoos on her arms. To me, she reminded me a bit of Tina and it was obvious Jill was another one of Brenda’s butch lesbian friends.

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