Bunny And The Slopes

by Lubrican

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Chapter Five

All three girls, once dressed, had run off giggling, to see what was going on. Tiffany claimed to know where the black diamond slope ended and mentioned that Doug and Randy would be there too. Jack had a sinking feeling that everything was coming unraveled. He had visions of the motor home rocking on its springs as three boys lustily fucked three girls, squirting them full of babies in the process.

Bunny was already in the room when Jack got there, his now shrunken prick firmly in his pants.

"Where have you been!" she chimed. She was still fully dressed. "Doctor Richards says I just strained some muscles and everything will be fine in a week or two."

Jack knew that he might be ruining the best thing that had happened to him, but he couldn't keep it inside. He also couldn't let her be blind-sided by what he knew would happen eventually.

"We have a problem." he said. He frowned. "Actually ... I have a problem."

"What?" she asked, a concerned look coming on her face.

Now Jack didn't know just how much to admit. Bunny wasn't aware that three girls had watched him destroy her virginity and spurt her full of spunk. Admitting that didn't seem like it would make things any better.

At the same time, he had to explain how he could be blackmailed, and he needed Bunny on his side of things, so it needed to be something she could identify with.

"Well ... when I was taking care of you last night ... all three of them - Tiffany, Melody and Linda - walked in while you were ... um ... unconscious. I ... um ... don't think they saw anything, except that I was still naked. They ... um ... were curious about what a man looked like, and they said they could claim that I raped you ... or tried to rape you. Things kind of got out of hand ... and I let them ... uh ... do some things. And somehow ... Linda kind of got under me, and she was naked too, and I sort of lost control and ... kind of put it inside her ..."

"You just stuck it in her!?" Bunny was scandalized.

"Yes." he moaned, ashamed.

"I can't believe she didn't scream." said Bunny.

"That's because she ... loved it." said Jack miserably. He didn't think it was a good idea to admit that she had screamed.

"Well, I guess I can understand that." said Bunny frankly. "I can't believe how much I've missed all these years. Jack, honey, once I had you I was hooked. I'm going to have a man in my life from now on. I hope it's you Jack." she said firmly.

"But I raped a student." he moaned.

"You idiot, that wasn't rape." said Bunny. "Girls in that situation don't get naked with a man if they aren't horny, and a horny woman expects to get her cookies off." She looked thoughtful. "And Tiffany had something to do with it too." She looked at Jack. "What about Melody?" she asked.

Jack tried to look somewhere else. "Um ... out in the motor home ... about half an hour ago ..." his voice trailed off. As Bunny's eyes widened he tried to defend himself. "They cornered me in the gift shop." he said. "They said I had to pop Mel's cherry for her or they'd tell that I'd done it with Linda."

"Oh give me a break!" snorted Bunny.

"I'm telling the truth!" Jack insisted. "I went to the gift shop to get the condoms, and then they showed up. The girl that works there even knew what they were doing. She gave me the condoms after she chased the girls out. She said her Algebra teacher took her virginity and she told me to make them happy!"

Bunny covered her eyes with both hands and groaned.

"You've got to be kidding me. First three girls catch you fucking me, and you fuck one of them. Then the cashier in the fucking gift shop figures out what's going on! And then you actually go and do it to another one!?" She pulled one hand off her eye and glared at Jack. "At least you got some condoms" she said heavily.

Jack didn't think it was the opportune time to mention that they had lain unused in his pants while he spunked two teenaged students, neither of whom was protected in any way, shape or form.

Maybe later.

"What are we going to do?" he asked miserably.

Bunny uncovered her eyes and sat up, wincing, until Jack helped her.

"We can't just take them all home." she said. "That would cause questions we couldn't answer." She looked up at Jack with something he thought might be accusatory. "And you can't just keep fucking them." she said sternly.

"I know." he said miserably. "But they keep threatening to tell."

"I'll have a little woman to woman talk with them about that." said Bunny decisively. She tried to throw her legs over the edge of the bed and groaned. "Later." she moaned.

"I'm sorry." said Jack, still miserable.

"If I know men - and I admit I'm a little shy of knowledge about men - but if I know men, I doubt you're nearly as sorry as you're trying to convince me you are." said Bunny. But her words were said more or less good naturedly. "But you can't keep doing it with them." she said firmly. "Besides the obvious ethical problem ... I don't want to share you."

Jack was astonished. Even after admitting he had screwed two of their charges, she was still interested in him. He couldn't believe it.

"You're taking this awfully well." he commented.

"I'm around High School girls all day long." said Bunny simply. "I know how they act, and what they do. You didn't have a chance, Jackie boy. Very few men would be able to stand up to three determined girls."

"But you were so freaked out when you caught Tiffany." said Jack.

"That's because it was happening on my shift." she said. "Now that it's done and I know what they're planning, I can do something about it."

"What should I do?" asked Jack.

"You just stay away from them until I get them together tonight." she said. "And get some rest. I expected to be made happy when you walked through that door. You did not make me happy Jack. You're going to have to work very hard to make up for that the next time you get me naked."

Again, her face didn't match the severity of her voice. Jack felt a wave of relief wash over him. Maybe he hadn't screwed things up beyond help after all..

The thing that surprised Jack more than anything else at supper was that the girls acted completely normal. They chattered and talked about the things that all kids talk about when they get together. Melody and Linda did, however, pay a lot more attention to Randy and Doug respectively than they had in the past. The boys basked in the attention. Only the occasional sidelong glance at Jack told him that the girls were teasing him by flirting with the boys. Or at least they thought they were.

Bunny acted normally too, which also amazed Jack. She chatted with all the kids about what they had done that day, and what the skiing was like and all the normal things a sponsor would be interested in.

Jack, on the other hand, was almost a wreck. He was so nervous that he forgot to eat until he realized that both Susan and Ronnie, the only two girls at the table who didn't have a man to talk to, were looking at him strangely. He tried, with limited success, to engage them in normal conversation.

Ronnie, as it turned out, was a snowboarder, and was quite accomplished at it, to hear her talk about her day. Susan had tried that, but had eventually elected to tube for most of the day instead. She wanted to ski, but wasn't ready for the harder courses that the boys had gone down, and the other three girls hadn't done any sporting activities at all that day, electing as they called it, to shop and watch guys. Susan somewhat sullenly remarked that she didn't want to ski alone, and made a jab at girls who came on a skiing trip and then didn't ski. Only Tiffany heard the remark, though. Her response was flippant.

"I'll ski tomorrow Susan." she said waving a hand.

"Yeah, right." said Susan stiffly.

"What's that supposed to mean?" asked Tiffany archly.

"Why don't you tell Jerry what you've really been doing?" challenged Susan.

She got everyone's attention then. She was pissed off and it showed. She turned to Melody and Linda.

"In fact, why don't you two tell everybody what you've been doing with her!" She slammed her fork down on the table.

"Susan." said Tiffany, her voice full of warning.

"Don't you 'Susan' me!" said Susan. "This is supposed to be a skiing trip! You three go out and act like sluts, and I don't have anybody to ski with because of it!"

For Jack, the bell of doom was tolling louder and louder. He knew what Tiffany and her cohorts had told the other two girls about. He thought it was quite possible that Susan had put two and two together and was much better at math than Linda.

Bunny, on the other hand, was clueless, and her fear was that somehow Susan had found out what Jack had done with the three girls. Her reaction was to take control, like a teacher controlling students.

"Susan!" she said firmly. "I'd like to talk to you after dinner." Her rebuke was plain and Susan acted just like any student being rebuked by a teacher. She ducked her head. Bunny's stare then turned to the three girls who had just been called sluts. "And I'll speak with you three after that. Until then, all of you behave like adults. If you can't say anything pleasant ... don't say anything at all."

It was an excellent try, by an accomplished teacher. The only problem was her phrase "act like adults." That, in fact, was the problem in a nutshell. Three of the girls had been acting like adults. And in their minds, they weren't about to stop.

Her talk with Susan started off with no little trepidation on Bunny's part, but she masked it with an authoritative attitude. Bunny had told Tiffany, Melody and Linda to wait for her in their suite. She had told the other kids to "go play or something." Then she had taken Susan outside on the big porch that surrounded the chalet. Jack was still sitting at the table, his eyes somewhat glazed, when they all left.

"You want to tell me what that was all about?" asked Bunny.

Susan had not only had a chance to calm down, she had automatically gone into the quite normal "I'm not a snitch" mode that kids learn instinctively. Her response was intended to sidestep the question.

"They're just such sluts." she said defensively.

Bunny, though, had to know if Susan knew just who they had been sluts with. If there was any hope at all of controlling the situation, she had to identify every person who knew the damaging details of Jack's ... indiscretions.

"Why is it that you think they're ... sluts." probed Bunny.

Susan felt her anger well up again. She wasn't a completely plain girl. She had a girlish figure, and good teeth, and she liked her hair. But when girls like Tiffany were around, boys just didn't pay any attention to her. It wasn't fair. And for them to go out and have sex with a man was just the last straw. While she had expressed disbelief when Tiffany crowed about how they got some man to have sex with them, she was quite sure that it was true.

"They'll admit it!" she said sullenly. "They've already had sex with some man here at the resort!"

"Some man?" asked Bunny gently, feeling a rush of relief. If this girl knew about Jack, she wouldn't be so forthcoming. She would be more on guard.

"Last night, when you got hurt and Mr. Kelly was taking care of you, they snuck out and found some man to have sex with. They talked about it in the room. They were bragging!" She felt tears in her eyes, from the anger and unfairness of it all, and scrubbed at them furiously, not wanting to cry in front of a teacher.

"I see." said Bunny. Her sense of relief was so strong that she didn't know what to say next. "Maybe they were spinning yarns." she suggested. That's the phrase her mother had used when she was a girl.

"Probably not." sighed Susan. "They're so pretty and popular." She looked morose. "Besides, they went out today and had sex again today. I don't know if it was the same man or somebody new, but they were talking about it just before supper. It isn't fair!"

Bunny's eyes widened as she realized this girl was jealous.

"Look Susan," she started. "I know it seems unfair when some girls get a lot of attention, and others don't. But that attention brings a lot of things that a girl your age shouldn't have to deal with. I don't know if they really did what they claim, but I do know that if they did they'll probably be sorry for it some day. Having that kind of relationship is tough for a girl your age. It's tough for adults. You'll get your chance to find a man and have a relationship with him someday."

It was a good speech. It should have worked. And maybe, if Susan hadn't had so many daydreams about what it would be like to be pretty, and popular, and sought after like the three girls she was so jealous of, it might have worked. But to Susan, Bunny was just another adult, trying to tell her to be satisfied with her lot in life, which was to remain a virgin until she was an old woman. Susan, to put it nicely, didn't buy it. She stared at Bunny, and then did something that, later, would shock her.

"If that's so true, why aren't you married?" she blurted. Her anger fueled more incautious words. "You're pretty, and smart, and you don't have a man. Everybody knows it. Half the boys sit around and stare at you like they're looking at a dirty magazine. Why don't you have a man? A boyfriend even?"

Her brain caught up with her mouth finally and she closed it.

"I'm sorry." she said, horrified. "Really Miss Johnson, I didn't mean that. I'm really, really sorry."

Bunny, who had started to react to those harsh words like any woman would, took a breath. The girl's apology was sincere. She was frustrated and full of hormones. Bunny knew what that was like, and it tempered her response.

"I've been waiting for the right man." she said softly. "I know what you're going through. I had braces when I was your age. I had a flat chest too."

Susan's eyes went to Bunny's generous breasts with a look of disbelief.

Bunny went on. "I know it's not easy for you. But hopping into bed with some guy won't solve your problems."

Bunny felt a twinge of guilt as she thought about what had happened between her and Jack. She didn't think of it as "hopping into bed", mostly because she had been so infatuated with him for so long. But on one level, that's exactly what had happened. She had hopped into bed with a man she hardly knew, and she was elated at how things had turned out. Well, elated at how they'd turned out for her. Jack was in trouble, but like most women she was quite sure she could cure him of his inability to keep it in his pants.

But right now she needed to head off this confrontation. She could deal with Jack's problem later.

"I'm going to talk to the girls." said Bunny. "If they've been fooling around I'm going to put a stop to it." She said it firmly. She wanted to believe it.

"OK." said Susan, subdued now.

"And tomorrow maybe you can go skiing and this will all be water under the bridge. You should probably apologize to the girls, but if they claimed all this sex business, then they brought it on themselves. I'll remind them of that when I speak to them."

"OK." said Susan, now wanting only for this whole conversation to be over so she could go hide somewhere.

Bunny's talk with the three girls Jack had ... been involved with ... was more difficult for Bunny, in some ways ... and easier in others.

In the first place, she knew what had happened. They didn't know that, but her firm footing on the facts of the situation made her feel much more in control. At the same time, she couldn't divulge to them how she knew those facts. That she had seen Tiffany getting royally fucked by her boyfriend was not something she wanted to admit. That was because, under normal circumstances, a teacher would have stormed into the motor home and stopped it.

Bunny hadn't done that. And, while Tiffany might not think about that immediately, if she found out about it, she would eventually reflect on that little fact.

And to admit to the girls that Jack had confessed to her about fucking the other two of them wouldn't do at all. Any normal female teacher would have immediately called the cops ... or at least ended the ski trip and gotten the girls back home.

Bunny hadn't done that either.

To add to the confusion, the three girls knew that Jack had royally fucked Bunny, while she was hopped up on pain killers. They made some assumptions about her being able to figure out that had happened, and since her public relationship with Mr. Kelly wasn't stormy in the least, they made some assumptions about her deciding that being fucked by Mr. Kelly was a good thing. Just like they had. They, as they thought of it, had some 'secret' knowledge of their own. It never occurred to them that Jack might have told Bunny about ... them.

So, when Bunny faced the three girls, she wasn't quite sure how to proceed. The girls weren't sure what to say, if anything. They sat, looking at her.

Bunny, thinking furiously, asked the first question just to be able to say something.

"So, is it true?" she asked.

For the three girls, that question was a mine field. It wasn't specific enough to just say "No" to. All of them had been in situations where a vague question like that got them in trouble if they just tried to deny everything. Both Melody and Linda were feeling particularly guilty, having just lost their virginities, which they had both been trained to protect at all costs. The guilt wasn't so much about losing that virginity ... it was more about feeling so happy they had broken the rules, and their eager anticipation about getting their pussies stuffed again as soon as possible.

Tiffany, who had broken many more rules, and was more accomplished at lying about them, knew the safest thing to do.

"Is what true?" she asked.

Bunny, though, was just as accomplished at female sparring.

"You know what," she said. It hadn't been all that long since that kind of statement had made her spill her own guts to her mother. "What you told Susan ... about having sex ... with a man ... here at the resort." Her pauses were punctuated by her moving closer to the girls, and staring each one in the face. Her voice left no doubt that she was quite sure that the girls had had sex ... at the resort.

Tiffany's first thought was that somehow, Bunny had found out about her and Jerry, that first night.

"We just fooled around a little bit," she said defensively.

The first crack had appeared in her teenaged armor.

"You call having sexual intercourse with a stranger ... fooling around a little bit?" asked Bunny heavily.

"It wasn't a stranger ... it was Jerry!" said Tiffany, defending herself.

The crack, as is often the case, widened a bit.

"You all three had sex with Jerry?" asked Bunny, hiding a smile. With Tiffany on the defensive, she felt like she had control.

"Of course not!" squealed Linda. "I wouldn't do it with Jerry!"

Bunny turned to her instantly. "Who would you do it with, Linda?" She got right up in her face. She didn't believe for a second that any of them would confess to being screwed by their teacher. She just wanted to put enough pressure on all three girls to ensure that they were too scared to do anything else on the trip, with Jack or anybody else.

Linda's eyes filled with tears. She had visions of this woman telling her parents that she wasn't a virgin any more.

Tiffany made me have sex!" she bawled. "I didn't want to but then we saw him having sex with you and she made me!"

Bunny blinked, and her mind jangled. That wasn't quite the way Jack had described things. Somehow she'd gotten the impression that she had been covered up, and that the girls didn't actually know what had happened between the sponsors. Linda had made it plain that they had watched as Jack fucked her! Her mouth fell open.

Tiffany, disgusted with her friend for blabbing like that, saw an opportunity.

"You do know that Mr. Kelly had sex with you while you were drugged ... don't you?" she asked sweetly. Her satisfaction vanished as she realized that she had put it in terms that would allow Bunny to deny that knowledge, which might suddenly involve police, and then everything could come unraveled.

"I mean you were all but begging for it," she added hesitantly.

Bunny's shock at finding out that these girls knew about her and Jack prevented her from thinking. She might have answered differently if she'd have taken time to think.

"I was not begging for it!" she snarled. "I was just confused ... you saw us?!"

Now it was Bunny's turn to realize that she had just admitted something that might come back to haunt her.

Tiffany smirked. She delivered what she thought was a solid blow.

"Oh yeah, we saw you. We went in there to check on you, and there he was, on top of you, pounding away, and you were begging for it!"

Bunny's mind clicked into defensive mode. She felt control slipping away and wanted desperately to get it back.

"It's one thing for an adult male and an adult female to have that kind of relationship, and completely another for three girls to blackmail a teacher into having sex with them!" she snarled.

Tiffany smirked again. "He didn't have sex with me," she said airily. "He only had sex with Linda and Mel."

"Tiffany!" squealed both of the girls named together, their voices aghast. Both of them got physical with Tiffany, who threw up her arms to defend herself.

"Stop!" screamed Bunny.

Everybody froze.

"Sit down!" ordered Bunny.

The girls sat, while Bunny paced. Heated looks went back and forth between the girls.

"This has gotten completely out of hand," said Bunny, more to herself than to the girls. "Something has to be done."

Tiffany, despite her cockiness, knew that if her parents found out that she and Jerry had done what they'd done, she'd be grounded for years.

"Come on Miss Johnson, we were just fooling around," she whined. "They were curious ... when we saw you and Mr. Kelly ... you know ..."

"You can't just go around having sex with men ... especially Jack!" said Bunny heatedly.

"Why not?" asked Tiffany, completely serious. "I like it, and they did too ..."

She was interrupted again by Melody and Linda, who vociferously denied anything of the sort, feeling that their only chance was to deny everything and blame it all on Tiffany.

"Oh shut up!" yelled Bunny. She wasn't thinking too clearly, and followed up with "You did too! Jack told me all about how you got him to ..." She clamped her mouth shut. She hadn't meant to say that at all.

"Oh did he?" crowed Tiffany. "So you knew all along about what Mr. Kelly did?"

"He came to me for help!" stuttered Bunny helplessly.

"Why Miss Johnson!" purred Tiffany. "I had no idea you liked girls too." She grinned.

Bunny reared back, suddenly aware of the double meaning of her comment about Jack "wanting help".

"That's not what I meant!" she spluttered, now totally out of control of the situation. "I meant he asked me how to get out of this situation!"

"Mr. Kelly didn't like making love with us?" Melody's voice held tragedy, the kind of tragedy that only a teenager is capable of voicing. It was clear that she thought her first lover couldn't stand the thought of touching her again, and her hurt because of that 'fact' was palpable.

Linda was right behind her.

"B..b..but he said he loved it!" she moaned, just as hurt by the idea that her dream lover ... the man she had thought about marrying ... had lied to her.

Bunny had visions of girls screaming rape, and tumbled further down the slippery slope she found herself on.

"No, that's not what I meant. Of course he loved being with you girls. It's just that ... well ... you're girls."

"He sure didn't treat us like girls!" snapped Linda.

Tiffany just smiled. She was quite happy with the way things were going. She was certain she could control Linda and Melody, and if she could just keep Miss Johnson on the defensive she thought she could control her too.

"I might even be pregnant!" bawled Melody, the drama in her voice all but overwhelming.

"Shit, shit, shit!" moaned Bunny, about ready to cry herself. How had this gone so wrong?

Tiffany stood up.

"Everybody calm down," she said calmly, as if nothing serious was wrong at all. "Things aren't as bad as they seem."

The other three women in the room looked at her as if she had sprouted a third eye.

"Come on, you guys," chided Tiffany. "Melody you're not pregnant, and you aren't either, Linda. You just had some fun with Mr. Kelly and you know it. He was nice to both of you, and nothing has to be done about that at all."

She turned to Bunny.

"And you were under the influence of pain killers, and everybody knows those can make you act weird. Besides, you're right ... you and Mr. Kelly have every right in the world to ..." She started to say 'fuck each other's ears off' and then thought better of it. "... to be boyfriend and girlfriend," she finished. She saw some relief come into Bunny's eyes, and intentionally pulled that rug out from under the teacher. "Though, I suppose that letting the three of us watch you ... having intercourse ... might be frowned on by our parents."

"I didn't let you watch!" babbled Bunny, fully on the defensive now.

"I know, but our parents would never believe that ... now would they?" She smiled sweetly.

Her meaning cut straight through Bunny's shock and loss of control. She was being threatened by a student, and she reacted instantly.

"You'd try to blackmail me too?!" she said, outraged.

Tiffany held up a hand.

"Now Miss Johnson, there's no need to get all excited. That's not what I said. What I said was that nothing happened that was against anybody's own free will. Stuff happens ... right? Why do we need to do anything about it at all? That's all I'm saying."

"You've got to be kidding me," moaned Bunny. "High School girls can't just run around fucking teachers and think that everything is hunky dory about that!"

"We run around and let boys fuck us," said Tiffany, as if that made all the difference in the world. "What's the difference if Melody and Linda learned from a real man, or did it with Randy and Doug?"

"I do not fucking believe this," moaned Bunny.

"Come on, Miss Johnson, didn't you lose your cherry in High School?" said Tiffany. There was no trace of doubt in her voice that she thought she was right.

"No," said Bunny, her voice controlled but intense. "I did not lose my virginity in High School. I'll have you know that my virginity was completely intact until last night!"

"Really?" squealed Melody. "Me too!"

Bunny shot her a dark look and Melody looked down at her shoes.

"So," said Tiffany, trying to control the shock in her voice that came from being completely wrong. "Are you glad you did it?"

"That's none of your business," snapped Bunny.

"Come on, Miss Johnson," wheedled Tiffany. "We're all women here."

"We are not all women here," huffed Bunny. "I'm your teacher and you girls are just teenagers, and this has all gone horribly wrong somehow!"

Linda stood up. "I'm glad I did it, Miss Johnson. Mr. Kelly was really nice to me, and I had a really good time. I'm not sorry at all. As far as I'm concerned Mr. Kelly is the best!" She tugged Melody's sleeve. Melody looked up and saw Linda nodding at her. "Don't you feel the same way Mel?"

"Un huh," said Melody softly. She looked surprised. She looked at Bunny, who was looking at the girl quizzically. "I do!" she said more firmly. "I really do, Miss Johnson. I couldn't think of doing it with a boy, but Mr. Kelly made me feel beautiful and grown up and I love him for that!"

How all this affected Bunny could probably be broken down into three basic parts.

It was probably one part that both girls had abandoned their dramatic wails, and were speaking in voices that sounded genuine, and one part that the threat of someone yelling "RAPE" had abated significantly. But the other part was something more personal to Bunny, and that was the fact that she knew exactly how these girls felt. She, too, had lost her virginity to Jack, and she had loved every second of it. He was a kind and generous lover, and she had no doubt that he had made both girls feel like women during ... the act.

She looked at Tiffany, whose face showed much more anxiousness than she would have believed ... or been happy about.

"What about you?" she asked. "How do you feel about what Jack did with you?"

Tiffany's look of surprise flickered across her face, and was replaced by a tentative smile.

"Oh I didn't do that with him. That would be cheating on Jerry," she said, as if a teenage girl having sex with her boyfriend, and being true to him was somehow admirable. Her relief at being able to say that made her tongue looser than she had planned. "All I did was show the girls how giving him a blowjob was fun." She looked startled that she'd said that.

Bunny groaned. "You had oral sex with Jack too?"

Melody and Linda, feeling much better now that Bunny wasn't screaming at them any more, nodded brightly. Tiffany just covered her eyes with one hand.

Melody's anguished pronouncement that she might be pregnant sprang full fledged into Bunny's mind suddenly.

"You said you might be pregnant!" she gasped. "Jack said he got some condoms!"

"Oh ..." said Melody, somewhat sheepishly. "Well, um ... that was after Linda ... and we sort of got carried away in the motor home ... and he tried to stop and all ... but I didn't want to ... and ..." Her voice trailed off.

"That, girls, is why young ... women ... should not get involved in having casual sex!" grunted Bunny. "It's way too easy to get ... what did you say Melody? ... carried away?"

"Um ..." said Tiffany, her voice less sure than it had been. "I don't believe he ... um ... used one with you either Miss Johnson."

Now it was Bunny who covered her eyes with her hand. No matter what she threw at these girls, they somehow managed to turn it all around on her.

Finally Bunny was able to look at the girls again.

"OK," she said heavily. "But we have to do something about this. Jack is a man, and we all know how weak men are. It isn't fair to him for you to flaunt yourselves around him and ask him to have sex with you. Not only could he lose his job, it's illegal, and he could get in a lot of trouble. You don't want that to happen, do you?" she asked hopefully.

None of the girls actually said anything, but all three shook their heads.

"No, of course you don't," said Bunny, trying to convince them all. "So, no more sex with Jack ... right?"

Bunny should have known better than to phrase things in that way. We can cut her a little slack, though, since she was still rattled by all the unintended disclosures about her own sex life. Had she been thinking a little more clearly, she might have said "So, no more sex on this trip ... right?"

The first thing all three girls thought of was that, while they had been planning on having sex again ... as soon as possible ... it wasn't with Jack ... at least not in particular. Tiffany, of course, had Jerry to satisfy her. And, after they left Jack alone in the motor home, she had convinced both her friends that they could have boyfriends by the time they left the resort. Tiffany had matched up Melody with Randy, and then promptly told Linda that Doug was the boy for her.

So, it wasn't completely a lie for the girls to promise that they wouldn't have sex with Jack any more. They just left out the fact that they might have sex with the boys on the trip.

And, since all of them were more or less uncomfortable with the subject under discussion, they were all eager to end the meeting and go elsewhere.

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