Meanwhile, Merle had gone to Andrea's party with Shelly, and by midnight they were all a little lit. They weren't bad kids and they didn't get high all the time, but it was New Years and none of them were driving home, per Andrea's mother.

Mr. and Mrs. Harrison were gone for the night and Amy was sleeping over at her friend's house so Andrea was allowed to have a small party. There were about twenty people there and the house wasn't especially big, but everyone knew each other so no introductions needed to be made.

By now Merle and Shelly were a regular thing, he hadn't remembered why he ever thought of sending her after Daryl on his birthday, and he was glad his brother declined whatever it was she offered. Merle wasn't one to share anyway.

It was almost midnight and he Shelly and one of her friends had taken Ecstasy, just a bump, but he was feeling right as rain.

He was on his way down the hallway, staggering from the bathroom and heading to the living room when he bumped into Shelly. She had a silly grin on her face, and she pulled him into the empty bedroom off the hall.

Merle was never one to turn a woman down and she was running her hands through his hair as she took him by the hand and pulled him towards the bed. He felt a little dizzy but he was going with it as he felt her lips on his neck and heard her soft giggle as they laid down on the bed.

It occurred to him that the door was open and it needed to be closed for this; when he glanced in that direction, his eyes went wide. He was sure he was hallucinating now because he saw Shelly standing in the doorway. That wasn't possible, she was pulling his shirt over his head and kissing his stomach, she couldn't be in two places at one time.

He was never taking X again, even if it was only half a pill, now it was making him crazy in the head. He sat up and was faced with the cool blue eyes of Sabrina Marco, Shelly's friend, who had been about to go down on him with the fucking door open.

All three of them had taken the X, but this was a nightmare, how could he have been so stupid. They both had blonde hair and blue eyes, but that was where the similarities ended. He didn't even know his own girlfriend, surely she was going to end it now.

He sat up and gently moved Sabrina out of the way, always the gentleman and prepared to state his case to Shelly. Maybe she would understand.

"Shell, Shell, I'm sorry," He pleaded, "I didn't know, it's the fuckin X."

"Merle," Shelly whispered, crossing her arms in front of her.

"I'm so sorry," Merle continued and started to stand up.

"Merle! I think it's kinda hot." Shelly said as she shut the door and locked it.

"What?" He murmured, feeling like he was in the twilight zone

"Kiss her again...for me."

Merle swallowed hard, did she just say what he thought she said?

"Please..." She said meeting his eyes.

Then Shelly was walking towards the bed and he felt Sabrina's hands on his shoulders. The blood was beating behind his ears as Shelly came closer and placed her lips on his. Merle felt himself being pushed back onto the bed by the two girls and soon there was one on either side of him.

No one would ever believe him if he told them about this.

There was a hand on his leg, traveling north, Sabrina, and he sat up supporting his upper body on his elbows.

"You two sure about this? This ain't something we can undo."

Neither girl answered, Shelly just brought her lips to his as Sabrina's hand made contact with his rock hard cock. He had doubts, but his seventeen year old body was always ready.

"Alright," Merle sighed as he lay back down on the bed and fixed his eyes on the two girls, "Groovy."

As if they read his mind, he watched as Sabrina and Shelly brought their lips together in the kind of kiss that told him a thing or two about them that he didn't know.

They had done this before, or at the very least had kissed each other before tonight. Merle brought his hands behind his head and watched with interest as both girls ran their hands over each others body. There was no way this was the first time.

He had to shake his head to clear it because he was sure this was a dream. But then Shelly was unbuttoning his shirt as he watched Sabrina pull her own shirt over her head.

"Touch her," Shelly whispered into his ear and brought his hands up to her friend's breasts, "Like this."

God damn was this for real? He should pinch himself, but his hands were busy; If it was a dream Merle didn't want to wake up.

Shelly brought her lips to his and kissed him hard as her hands worked on his shirt until it was off. She tossed it aside and then pulled her own shirt over her head before his eyes then she was right back to kissing him.

Sabrina was at the foot of the bed kicking off her shoes and untying Merle's work boots, he heard them drop onto the floor one after the other, then she was crawling over him.

"Merle," Sabrina said as she brought her hands to the buckle of his pants, "Are you ready?"

"Do your worst girls," Merle laughed and helped Sabrina get his pants down, "Do your worst."

Merle didn't know it at the time but after that night he would always be known as the kid who had two girlfriends.

All the boys looked up at him for that, because it was no secret, it was him, Sabrina and Shelly together way before that TV show coined the phrase "Thruple." Every boy from the ninth grade to senior wanted to be Merle Dixon that year.

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You and me ain't no superstars, what we are is what we are.
You and Me by Alice Cooper

They were back to school after the brief Christmas vacation and now it was go time, time to buckle down, get the best grades you could and start filling out college applications. They hoped to both be accepted to the same colleges, then they could choose together where to go.

Daryl was hyper aware of her now, the way she smelled was intoxicating; the way she felt in his arms made his heart beat out of his chest. She was right next to him, on his bed, but he knew they weren't ready for that. They had talked about it, and they'd only kissed a few times, first just small kisses goodnight and progressing to full on making out. It was more than fine with him, the past few weeks with her had been the best of his life.

When they were ready, if they were ready it would happen, there was no rush.

Still, he'd found himself jerking off a lot more now that she was a part of his life because even kissing her made him hard as stone.

Gina looked over at him, at the way his hair fell over his face and along his neck. Never had she had feelings like this before for a boy. He was on her mind constantly when they were not together and just the sight of him excited her.

She imagined licking his neck from his ear down to his collar bones. As if he could read her mind he suddenly looked up from the book at her and she knew what he was thinking.

He looked like a deer in the headlights and then his eyes grew dark. Daryl came closer to her and finally kissed her, pushing his tongue into her mouth like he owned it. And he did as far as she was concerned.

As he deepened the kiss it lit a fuse within her and she brought her hands over his chest and shoulders.

Soon the books were pushed onto the floor as he devoured her mouth with his. Gina scooted down so that they were lying side by side facing each other.

"This ok," He asked running his hand over her hip. They had done this before but every time he asked her if it was ok.
Gina looked up into his eyes and put her hand over his as it lay on her hip.

"I want you to touch me," Gina answered as she took his hand and moved it over her body.

Daryl gulped hard, this was new. "Fuck," He moaned as she took his large hand in her small one and placed it on her breast.

It was too much for him. And not enough. He was dizzy from the new feelings that were awakening inside him. Merle was right, there was nothing like touching a real live girl. She was so soft and smelled so good.

Notes: Thank you for reading, please let me know what you think xxxx