CHAPTER FIVE
From April until the end of the term, I was Galen’s Thursday lover and Dale’s everyday girlfriend.
Galen continued to be the steady grounding influence to balance out Dale’s erratic s****l whims. Every few days, Dale used me, often in his room and sometimes in the hills above campus. He said we were going picnicking, but I’d end up getting f****d.
The project on Miro was brilliant, thanks to us both. The best our Prof had seen in some time, which assured all four of us assigned to the project a solid A for the class.
But as the project was winding down, so was the term. We were in the frenzy of finals, and s*x with anyone was rare. With Galen, it was little more than a few wistful kisses, omens of a future without her; a future I was ready for. She understood this and was
