Chapter 21

So apparently, I'm really good at mashing.
"This was amazing Magenta! What did you do to the potatoes? They're fluffier then usual." Frank said after dinner.
"Columbia mashed them." Magenta said.
"Well... I only thought I was getting a playmate. I guess there was a two for one deal. Sexy and a chef!" Frank said to me.
"Not really. This was the first time I've ever cooked." then I raised my hand to show him my bandage.
"Oh my dear girl! That must be bad! You'll need to rest tonight. Magenta can help you." he said, sounding slightly concerned but mostly annoyed.

"Oh, it's not as bad as it looks." I said.
"Nonsense!" Magenta said, giving me a dirty look.
Then I realized, that would mean he would be with Riff, and Magenta and I could be alone. This was perfect!
"Well, I guess it could use some help. I don't want it to get infected..."
"Wonderful." he responded.

Later that night, after I brushed my teeth and washed and dried my hair, I went into my room. Magenta was laying on the couch in a lacy corset, fishnets, and heels.
"Holy crap." I stared at her.
"Too much?" she asked.
"No. It's super sexy." I kept staring at her.
"This is vat I vear when I do it with Frank. He likes this sort of thing." She blushed.
"Well, I do too. Where can I get one?" I said as I walked over to her.
She pulled me down so I was sitting on top of her. "I can lend you one later." She whispered.
"We're not gonna have sex all night, are we?"
"Only if you vant to." she smiled.
And then we had sex. As it went on, we slowly took off each others clothes until we were totally nude. And we did things I'd never done before. Magenta licked out my vagina like it was filled with ice cream, and she gave me at least two hickeys. But I loved every minute of it.
I still didn't want to lick another person's privates, but I understood at that point why Josh loved blow jobs. It felt good!
When it was over, we started spooning, Magenta on the outside. She started tracing random shapes onto my back with her finger, and held onto my waist with her other hand. Then she held me like a teddy bear. I could feel her breasts pressing against my back. I felt safe, secure, and for the first time in a long time, I felt at home.

The days (and sleepless nights) went on and on, until they turned to months.
It was amazing! I loved having sex with Frankie (as I had started calling him) and with Genta too. I still hadn't done it with Riff, not even in a threesome with Frankie, which was fine by me. I was not attracted to him in the least. In fact, I don't think he ever really warmed up to me, as a friend or anything. He might have been jealous of me being with Genta so much, but I guess I'll never know.

Around September, we started getting a lot of deliveries from New York. I never got to see what they were or anything though, because Riff would run to the door, quickly sign the paper, and run away with the package into Frankie's lab. I wasn't allowed in that room. Frankie wanted me to be surprised when his creation was done. And Riff was apparently the only one Frankie trusted working on his man. Too bad too. I could have helped! I was top of my engineering class in high school, and had taken wood shop in grade eleven instead of home ec.
But one day, the doorbell rang late at night, around midnight. Magenta and Riff were having sex with Frankie, so I had no choice but to answer it. I was shocked to see who was at the door.
"EDDIE?" I screamed.
"Oh my god! Columbia!"
"What are you doing here? Why aren't you playing the sax on the Sunset Strip?"
"I was tired of it all. I was sick of loveless sex. I missed you. I came to New York to find you. And I got a job as a delivery boy first for Dominos, and now for FedEx."
"You gave up your dream... For me?" I said awestruck.
"Yeah. The babes were nice and all, but I didn't love them. I just felt lust for them. You're not still mad at me, are ya?"
Magenta's words rang in my ears: "We still have sex with others. I love him. I have lust for you. It's not the same."
"No, I'm not mad at all! I'm a bit disappointed in your dishonesty, but it's ok! You went though all that trouble for me!" I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a big kiss. He put his hands on my waist. I wanted that kiss to last forever. But then he pulled away.
"Why are you here?" He asked.
"Well..." And then I explained all that had happened, from Broadway, to hooters, to the castle.
"Well I have something to say to you too. When the man who lives here, Frank, lived in New York, he had an affair with me. But when he decided to move, I couldn't come with him, since I wanted to stay there to find you. But since I've started working for FedEx, he's been requesting me to deliver these packages."
"You had sex with Frankie?"
He laughed, "Hasn't everyone?"
"Well, I can't let you in tonight. As much as I would love to. I'd need to get Frank's permission. But if you'll give me your number, I'll ask him tomorrow morning and phone you when I get my answer."
"Sounds great." He scribbled me his number on a scrap of paper, and then we kissed one more time, I took the package, and he left.

"Fraaaaank?" I whispered as I tiptoed into his room the next morning.
Well actually, early afternoon. He usually got up around 12:00, and that day was no exception!
"Mmmmmmm... Collie..." He mumbled, smiling, still half asleep.
"Yes, it's me Frankie. I have something to tell youuuuuu!" I poked him.
"Alright... Alright, I'm getting up." He slowly opened his eyes. Then he looked up at me. "You're an amazing thing to see first in the morning."
I giggled. "Get up sleepyhead! Then you can see ALL of me!"
"Ok ok!" He sat up groggily.
I sat on his lap. He put his hands on my waist and I put mine around his neck. He looked into my eyes, still sleepy.
"You know that man that used to... Ahem... Enjoy your company in New York?"
He snapped out of the sleepy daze. "Eddie?"
"Yeah. Well he came last night to deliver a package and he said he wanted to stay with us here." I figured I shouldn't tell him we were dating. Magenta had told me how possessive Frank was over his playmates, and that I should never mention having sex with her.
"Really? Oh how wonderful!" He lifted me off his lap and sat me on his bed. Then he stood up and started getting dressed.
"I must get him at once! I shall send Riff down to do it!" He said triumphantly.
"Oh no no no! He told me he wanted to ride his motorcycle here. Wanted to take the scenic route!" I improvised. Truth is, I just wanted to phone him and tell him the great news myself. "I got his number. I'll phone him right now!" I got up.
I started to walk away when Frank said "Wait, you don't have feelings for this boy, do you?"
"Not at all Frankie! I only want to please you!"
"I love it! You're like my own little groupie!" He laughed a happy little laugh and I left the room.
"Groupie?" I thought. "He's not a rock star!"
So I went to the kitchen, where I knew he wouldn't hear me, and dialed Eddie's number.
"Eddiiiiiiieeeee..." I said holding in my shrieks of joy.
"Yeah Columbia?" He responded. He sounded excited!
"YOU CAN STAY!" I screamed. Then I cupped my hand over my mouth. Then I lowered my voice to a whisper "Be sure to bring your bike."
"I got no choice. I sold my pick-up. I use the Fed Ex truck for deliveries, and my bike the rest of the time."
"When can you be here?" I asked excited.
"I'll get there as fast as I can."
We hung up. I jumped up and down for joy, failing to hold in my excitement.