Chapter: 10 Swingtown

Regina called the office the next day giving her assistant specific instructions so nothing would get out of hands in her absence. She knew that Gold would be able to keep everything in order but she just wanted to take extra precautions. She also figured that the best way to alert Robert of her absence was for her to not being there at all. Therefore she told Martha to break the news as soon as her mentor got to the office; which was approximately at noon. She was pretty sure that by then she was going to be in Chicago already; far away from him and far away from her lonely life.

Trina was surprised that the judge had taken the opportunity to leave New York so fast. However, she attributed that to the turmoil in Regina's head. It wasn't easy to live inside it, a lot of pain, loss, heartbreaks and sorrows. She restrained herself from talking too much to her during the trip, mostly because she didn't want to upset her more that she knew she was.

So the trip was very quiet and 'peaceful'; without counting of course on Regina's arguments with the restaurant staff because they were not carrying a specific type of wine. At least they didn't have to deal with people around the plane. That was the perks of travelling in first class.

The ride to Trina's house was really quiet as well, but at least Regina features had changed. Her eyes were filled with wonder and light. Her mouth was showing a beautiful smile that was opening every now and then in awe. She seemed relaxed and in a way glad that she was able to put a 'healthy' distance from the place she called home. When the driver stopped in front of the house she was surprised. She knew that Trina had a PhD and was a doctor but she never imagined that she could live in a place like that.

Trina was the first one to step out of the car. The judge was so focus on detailing the outside of the house that she didn't realize Trina was opening her door and offering her hand. After a few seconds she snapped out of her trance and took it. Both brunettes got their luggage from the trunk and started walking towards the house. Trina was about to open the door but someone beat her to it, when it opened completely it revealed a very tired and worried Tom.

Trina gasped; she didn't know that he was going to be home so early. Tom, in the other hand looked at his wife. He released a breath he didn't know he was holding and embraced her. He was shaking.

"Babe! I was so worry! Where were you? You didn't answer any of my calls or text. I was going to call the police."

Trina's heart broke into million pieces. She could hear the hint of distress and worry on her husband's voice. She was sure that he had tried to call her during the flight which made it impossible for her to answer the phone.

"I am sorry babe! I had to take a quick trip and didn't want to worry you. I thought you were not coming back until next week. What happened?"

Tom stepped away from Trina to look at her in the eyes, placing his palm on the side of her head. She was okay; she was in front of him, safe in his embrace. The pilot sighed.

"Some flights got canceled. Please don't do this again. You have to let me know ok? It doesn't matter if I am out of town or in the house next door."

She smiled at him nodding gently. He leaned into her and kissed her passionately. He missed her, now he was working a lot so they didn't have time to be in each other's presence. But now he had a few days to kill before going back so he was going to make up for lost time. Little did he know that those plans were going to change really soon.

Feeling that someone was watching them, Tom broke the kiss and looked over Trina's shoulder. His mouth opened widely and his eyes were confused when he saw Regina. She was the spit image of his wife. Her hair was longer and her eyes were lacking that kindness and mischievousness that his wife's had, but besides that it was like having two Trinas in front of him. Trina sensed the change, closing her eyes and swallowing hard she turned herself to look at Regina. The judge was puzzled and hurt. She forgot to mention that she was happily married. She sighed at the realization; she needed to come clean with the two of them. She was sure that Regina could wait a little bit, but Tom couldn't. The truth had to be told.

"Regina, this is Tom, my husband."

"Wha… what?" The brunette said confused.

"Tom, this is my… how could I say this…"

"Hold it! He doesn't know?" Regina said through her teeth, pointing at the confused blonde man in front of her.

Trina sighed, shaking her head and looking at Regina with glossy eyes. For the first time in the few hours that she had been with the short-haired brunette she could see her true self reflected in the doctor's eyes. And then she knew why she hadn't told him. For the same reason that the heartless judge was born, fear. She was scared of losing him because of who she really was. Regina nodded in understanding and motioned for Trina to continue.

"Trina, honey… Can you please explain to me why I am seeing two of you? Is she your sister? why didn't you tell me?"

"It is more complicated than that Tom."

"How so?"

"Because she is not my sister. She is my clone."

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After the revelation, Trina, Tom and Regina entered the house and the two clones told the story to the blonde man. Trina explained to him why she didn't tell him since the beginning. She was afraid of losing him. At that he just nodded and hugged his wife reassuring her that the truth wasn't going to change anything between them. He told her that she was a person like everyone else and that he didn't love her less because of her origins. That made Trina sobbed uncontrollably and Regina shed a few tears of her own. When everything was cleared up, Trina showed her alter ego her new room and then they went down to the kitchen. Tom asked Regina a few questions about her job and her career as a judge. She didn't go into details but she did answer his questions without losing her temper, which made Trina happy.

After dinner, the trio went to the dining room with drinks in hands. Regina was looking at the couple wondering how Trina could be so comfortable after what she did or tried to do in New York. She couldn't get her head around it, so she concluded that the best way was to confront her. When she was ready to ask the question a knock on the door was heard.

Tom smiled to Trina and she reciprocated. The blonde winked at his wife and went to open the door. When the two men came on sight Trina jumped in excitement running and crushing against the guest. She then jumped hooking her legs on his waist and her arms around his neck. She then crushed her lips into his, a moan escaping from the blue-eyed man. Tom was laughing besides the two lovers. He then looked at Regina who was more confused that he had even seen her. Well at least in the past hours. Tom cleared his throat and the duo stopped the hungry kiss. He then looked at Trina and then turned his head to look at Regina.

"I guessed you didn't tell her."

"Oh!" Was the only thing she could manage to say. Trina unhooked her legs giving the beautiful sheriff a chaste kiss. She then turned around to look at Regina motioning her to follow. At first the judge was hesitant but curiosity won over so she stood up and followed Trina to what seemed to be the study. She closed the door behind her.

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"What the hell was that?" Regina said trying to keep it as quiet as possible.

Trina bit her inner cheek looking at the ceiling to see if the words were going to fall from the sky or at least something would enlighten her to talk to Regina about it. Nothing, so she decided to go straight to the point.

"I told you it is my life."

"I know you told me that! Don't need to repeat yourself dear. But can you be more specific? You are happily married, to a man who clearly adores… and…" her anger was transformed in confusion. "...who doesn't care about you jumping a stranger like a flying monkey."

"Ugh! Really? You had to choose that reference? I hate that movie."

"Don't change the subject in question, start talking!" Regina said through her teeth, pointing at Trina. Her eyes were sparkling with anger. She'd better give her the answer now, because if not she would not mind giving her a little taste of how wicked she could get.

"Tom and I, we are… swingers."

Regina wasn't expecting that at all. She had heard about that but never met anyone who was living by that lifestyle, not that she was in search of finding them. In her little world of right and wrong that was totally wrong. She didn't know how to be in a loving relationship but she knew that fidelity was the most important thing and that to be able to love someone completely both parties had to be exclusive to each other. So no, she didn't comprehend the term 'swingers'. For her that was just an insult to what true love was all about.

"You are not going to say anything?" The doctor asked, surprised of how 'well' her clone was taking this piece of information. However she almost took it back when she saw Regina's skin change to a light purple color. She attributed that to all the energy the judge was using to not attack her at that moment. She knew she wasn't in New York and she knew that no one would be there to cover her tracks. Also, Trina knew by now that the best way to calm her down was to leave her alone. She would come around. The short-haired brunette started walking backwards towards the door watching Regina's movement. The judge was following her clone with hungry and daring eyes.

"We are going to be in the dining room, it's going to be a lovely night, if you want to join us."

"OUT!" Regina screamed at the top of her lungs pointing at the door. How dare she invite her to do such things? Trina fastened the pace a little and didn't turn around until she reached the knob, turned it and got out releasing all the air she was retaining. 'That was close' she thought and headed to the dining room.

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Tom was sitting on the couch shirtless. Trina hummed and walked towards him. Suddenly she felt two strong arms grabbing her waist from behind, going up the sides and resting on each side of her ribcage.

"You are late" his strong Irish accent made her body react in ways that she couldn't explained. "And you are wearing too many clothes ma'am" He whispered pushing his right hand down her torso to the hem of her shirt and sliding it up under the fabric until he reached her left breast. The other one found its way to her front, under her silken panties. He started squeezing her breast and putting pressure on her clit. Trina gasped at the contact, her head falling back to his chest and her eyes closing in pure pleasure.

"What do you want me to do sheriff?" She managed to say.

"I need you to undress yourself for me to do an in depth search ma'am and see if you are not carrying any illegal weapons on you." The sheriff stopped his ministration on her breast and clit earning him a whine from Trina.

"What was that? Are you defying a police officer?"

"Oops! Am I detained?" She said smiling mischievously.

"Shut up!" He said catching her lips in a hungry kiss.

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After a few minutes Regina decided to get out of the study and tell Trina that she was going back to New York. It was that or the possibility of Trina's sudden and unexpected death. Not that it was going to happen, but the other brunette didn't know. Regina had seen the uneasiness in the brunette's eyes when she was in a rage state, which made her laugh a little. She was feared by the person that knew her for the first 15 years of her life. That was something right?

When she was approaching the dining room she was welcomed by loud moans that she recognized as her own. For a second she was lost in time, remembering her sexual encounters with her partner, Daniel. He was a fantastic lover but when he asked Regina to commit to the relationship, meaning boyfriend and girlfriend, she couldn't do it, so she let him go. For the first time she wasn't selfish enough to hold on to someone. The intensified sounds broke through her trance and now she was looking at the trio.

The blue-eyed man was at the bottom, his back to the couch. He was taking care of Trina's round breasts. His mouth was biting and soothing one of her nipples and his hand was squeezing the other one. Trina was on top of him, eyes shut and mumbling some incoherent words while Tom was taking her from behind. His moves were slow; his hands were wandering around Trina's ass.

Regina was feeling the wetness growing between her thighs. She hadn't felt so aroused in years not even with her best lovers. It may be the fact that she was looking at herself having sex with two gorgeous men at the same time, or that she was feeling some of her clones emotions in small pieces. Who knew? What she knew for a fact is that her decision of leaving the place was on a thin rope ready to break. Her thoughts were stopped abruptly by the skillful movement in front of her. Tom pulled out from Trina and in seconds her back hit the couch and the blue eyed man was entering her without a second thought. Trina screamed in both pain and pleasure. The second one winning over in less than a second. Tom automatically started kissing her and cupping her breasts.

The judge knew that Trina was not going to take long to reach her climax. So she took a final look at the trio and left. She needed to stay; there was more to this swinger lifestyle that it met the eye. They were happy, free and in a way honest. She wanted that for her, she was tired of always doing 'the right thing' and not living her life fully. She reached the top of the stairs and heard Trina screaming the name of the stranger 'Graham' the brunette smiled, walking to her room and taking a mental note to do more squats, her clones ass was on point.