Hazel
It all starts when I go to the pilot’s cabin to say hello and exchange some small talk while we wait to be able to land. I find Andrew and Dylan in a mood. They shut the cabin door and ask me to sit down. It’s too late for me to get out of here, so I sit down and try to smile.
“Hazel, we want to know why you are going out with the two of us at the same time?” Dylan asks.
“Why are you doing this to us?” Andrew asks.
True, I didn’t think this would stay a secret forever- but now that it’s out, why are the two so mad about it? They both came after me. Why don’t they have a clue? Why would I turn one down for the other?
“You both asked me out. I didn’t want to say no.”
“It would have been the decent thing to do,” Andrew says.
“Decent? Like the two of you didn’t have a clue?”
Andrew and Derek both look at each other. I can tell they don’t know what to say.
“So, what you’re trying to tell me is that when you two met to claim victory, it was a downer that both of you tied?”
“It wasn’t like that,” says Andrew.
“Then what was it like?”
“Let’s not get away from the subject. You dated the two of us and fucked us both,” Andrew says.
“Maybe I have a contest of my own?”
Now I am starting to get angry. Andrew is being so self-righteous.
“All we are trying to say is that it would have been nice to know that you were dating us both,” Dylan says.
Andrew nods in agreement. This for some reason really gets me mad. I can feel the anger burning through my whole body.
“But the decent thing to do would have been to date just one of us at a time.”
“Decent? What are you implying?”
“Nothing. We aren’t trying to make you feel bad,” Dylan says.
“You guys are so pedestrian and common. I bet you’ve never even thought about having a threesome.”
“A threesome?” Andrew says shocked.
“Yes, you know- when three people have sex together.”
“I know it only in my fantasies,” Dylan smiles.
“Well boys, it’s more than just a fantasy. It’s for real. Some of the best love stories in the world revolve around threesomes.”
“Love stories? You mean fuck stories, don’t you?” Dylan says.
“There is more to life than fucking everything that moves, including men.”
“We would never. It’s only women that interest us,” Andrew says.
Then I notice that Dylan gets this funny look on his face. My gut feeling is that he’s been with men or at least has thought about it. Maybe I have a chance here.
I know in my heart that I don’t want to choose between the two of them, because there is this strong feeling in my heart. My chest is tightening, and I feel desperate to explain things to both of them.