An(akin)
Hollie
Alicia

An's version


After knowing Hollie for a few years by snail mail, I went online and discovered a new Hollie. One day, she sent me a crushlink thingie... she was trying to figure out who had sent her that she says. Was that a pretext or was that true, I cannot tell. But I was in her crush list. Woo hoo... it was getting interesting.


Unfortunately for me, she also had a crushlink with Alicia. I was soooo hurt when I heard that. (sniff sniff). Hollie then came up with this brilliant idea that we all 3 go on a date. Lucky me. I was getting into a threesome (Alicia always thought it was tempting).


Hollie finally showed up. She had her lovely (VERY) dark blonde(let me repeat this, VERY dark blonde) hair up in one of her messy, messy... WAY messy buns and she was munching some chocolatey sugary thingie. (Oh, hey... does a cow munch? Maybe I shouldn't have use this word then...). We had lots of fun.. picking (or pickling, whatever) on each other but she kept talking about Alicia... her thoughts were wandering to the mysterious Ah-lee-see-ah(okie, those who are not me are only allowed to call her Ah-lee-sh-ah). It was getting a little... frustrating (or fluctuating, as you wish)


When Alicia came in I understood why Hollie was so excited about her. She was great.. and she was quiet. Very interesting person she was. I dreamt she had long hair. Guess what? Blonde hair... although I'd say apricot. Same for her eyes. Apricot. Strange. I've always liked peaches better than apricots. And red fruits even better.(ya know.. berries) Have any of you ever tasted "Secrets of the Valley" by Ceres? It's worth it. (Doesn't "Secrets of the Valley" sound evocative? Just a thought...) What was surprising was that this awesome gi-irl liked her... punching bag(or ball, as you like) and punched hard! I told her I'd rather use it as a dummy but she wouldn't listen and just laughed at me!


I finally decided they were alrigth as friends only... coz Alicia was too violent(or violet...) for my sweeeeeet (sickeningly sweet) nature and Hollie liked sugar too much. Besides, Alicia was already with Spike and Spike (ANOTHER Spike I mean), Hollie with Shane and Tony and Enzo and I was already with Yousouf (man what a name) and Antonio (in case you're wondering, that's Tony) and Enzo (yes, the same Enzo) and Pablo. That was too much for us. I'm not sure you can follow... oh, I forgot to mention I also was with Ralph, and Raoul... *sigh* It's like confusing us all.


But hey, we did get to swap a few things... like I got a sister - her name is Breanna (BRA HA HA). Very nice gi-irl. With a very good memory. And Hollie got 2 brothers - Thierry Michel (TM) and Francois (BB+). I also ended up accepting to be Hol's kids' mum... I mean... be a surrogate (surgical... whatever floats you boat) mum, you know.


Lesha was more like... 'non-commital' (or no comments... something like that). She didn't want to get married and didn't want children and stuff like that. And we simply disagreed on the marriage/sex topic. I was alright with sex as long as you love the person... they were alright with sex as long as you're married with the person, love being something else (something ELSE alright... don't ask.. just SOMETHING else...). We were in a fix, weren't we? And what's worse... I never wanted a threesome to start with... and EVEN worse... Alicia actually had short hair! and oh... Hollie was getting pinker and pinker with every minute!


So what did we do? We... went looking at the guys around us. That wasn't bad. We met some interesting ones... and a lot of dumb ones. Hol is stuck to Shane, Lesh to Spike and I'm still trying to decide between Yousouf and Pablo. But we had fun. We got to acquire each other's vocabulary(whoops, I'm not allowed to mention this). Ask Hollie what ayo means... if she remembers, she'll answer... I'm sure.


That was Annick's view of the famous date.


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Hollie's version


Before I met Annick, I didn't know her. Shocking, I know. One day she just wrote to me, from nowhere. I didn't even know if she was a girl or a boy. I wrote to her for a while, and then one day she told me, she was a girl. I was relieved.


I didn't know Alicia before I met her either, but that didn't matter. At least I knew she was a girl right off.


One day, out of the clear blue, someone (who will remain anonymous only because I still don't know who it was) sent me a crushlink. What's a crushlink, you ask? Good question. Anyway, in my attempt to discover who this secret admirer of mine was, I sent crushlinks to both Annick and Alicia. Not that I have a crush on either of them (technically, I AM 26% gay, but that has nothing to do with this), I just needed people to send it to.


So after this whole messy crushlink deal, Annick decides that she, Alicia and I should go out on a date. We all agreed (or didn't we? hm!). I wore a pink shirt, even though I knew Annick detested the color. I wasn't sure Alicia liked it much either, but I looked so good in it that I had to wear it. I wore my new black and white camouflage pants, too. I didn't even match. But I still looked good.


We decided to meet at Annick's favorite restaurant, with the cute waiters in their tight pants. She liked to laugh and make fun of them, and I thought we could all join in. I was a few minutes early, and sat down watching all the tight-pant-ed men walk by. I could see why Annick found this so amusing.


Alicia showed up a few minutes later. I spotted her as she walked in the door, as did all of the waiters in sight. She looked amazing in her all black attire. As she walked towards me, it seemed as though all the men in their tight black pants formed a line and were following her, just as if she were at Wal-Mart. She turned and gave them all one her icy cold looks and they walked slowly away, hanging their heads as they went.


Annick was the last to arrive. She was late because she was waiting on her chauffeur, who had just gotten back from a trip to France. Her grandfather, she told us, had been trying to pass the time by making fun of her new shoes, but he really wasn't helping at all. I suppose he'd had to focus on the shoes because she wasn't wearing anything else. Anyway, as soon as she got there, we all settled in for an evening of good food and making fun of the waiters in their tiny pants.


We talked and ate and talked and ate and talked and ate. Annick had nothing but lychees. I had lots of poptarts. Alicia had nothing. She said eating was a waste of time. I agreed with her, but went on eating my poptarts. I had brought a deck of cards with me, and almost suggested we play strip poker, but then I thought it might be pointless since Annick wasn't wearing any clothes (except her shoes).


Since I was the only one with a car, I drove them home. Alicia was trying to tell me how much better her computer was than my car, and I said it didn't matter since my car was bigger than her computer. We stopped at the local Wal-Mart so Alicia and I could have a shopping cart race. It was a bit chilly out and Annick said she should have brought a coat.


I dropped Annick off first. Alicia and I walked her to the door and said we'd have a lovely time, but could she please wear clothes next time? We'd just gotten to know her a little more than we'd really wanted to. She mumbled something about how Georges didn't wear clothes either, and ran inside.


Alicia was next. As I pulled in front of her house, I told her I hoped to see her again soon, maybe for another shopping cart race. The one we'd just had had been a quickie, and I needed a bit more of a challenge. She said she'd think about it and get back to me on it.


I went home, smiling about my wonderful date. I hoped Annick and Alicia had as good of a time as I did, and I hoped we could do it again sometime.


That was Hollie's view of the famous date.


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Alicia's version

This all happened because *someone* sent Hollie a Crushlink (whatever that is). Hollie proceeded to send Crushlinks on to Annick and me while trying to figure out who the culprit was (I still think it was Annick originally, myself). I figured out right away that *my* Crushlink was with Hollie. So you see, my date with Hollie and Annick came about through Hollie alone, even though Annick is the one that asked me (she's a sneaky one she is!). Strangely, I am credited for the idea of a threesome.


I have known Hollie for years, but she just introduced me to Annick (or, rather, Hollie told Annick about me and Annick introduced herself to me) a few months ago. I was only let in on the plans for a date a few days before the fact when An happened to mention the idea, so I barely had time to be concerned about moving our relationship into a so-called threesome. Fortunately, I didn't need to worry about flowers or candy as a gift, not that I thought of that until the night of the event. We had all made a pact not to dress up for our date, so I went in my most comfortable clothes. I think Hollie came in her most comfortable clothes, too, but she still looked great. She was wearing my favorite color from her various eyeliners collection and I could hardly take my eyes away from hers to notice my surroundings.


It's rather hard to say what Annick looked like, as she was wide-eyed throughout the evening. I believe she was wearing something....red? She did make several comments on Hollie's pink attire, and Hollie had to laugh at my not noticing their clothes at all.


Annick insisted that she didn't normally talk as much as she did during dinner. I almost wondered if she'd been swigging the champagne before she arrived, but I didn't ask because I knew she'd keep distracting me until I forgot my question. That didn't stop Hollie, however, who always says what she thinks.


Since all this had happened so quickly, and because Annick was so shocked by the crushlink we all had with each other, I hadn't had time to prepare myself for the adventure that was our night, especially not for Annick asking me to speak French to her. We didn't hang out at the restaurant for too long. Hollie was driving the three of us around afterwards and ran several red lights...on purpose, of course. She couldn't even pretend that it was on accident since Annick had commented on the color each time, from the back seat (we had fought over shotgun until Annick realized I was much stronger than she was..ha!). Annick informed Hollie that red lights meant stop, and I told her she was being sarcastic, but she insisted she was only being ironic. In order to stop that argument, Hollie let me drive for awhile. I needed the practice anyway and driving her car again was like clockwork, since we'd been together before.


The night didn't end with a lot of *affection*. Hollie and I never touch on the first date ...or, the second or third, for that matter. I don't know how Annick feels about that kind of thing, but then she's "very straight". (I happen to be gay-er than Hollie, according to the quiz, because I'm 31%, but that also has nothing to do with anything...) So, no les-bo romps in this story! I had a great time and would like to get together with Hollie and Annick again. Perhaps we could all bring along our boys next time (they wouldn't get in the way too much), except Hollie'd have to get a bigger car. ;-)


And there you have it...this is like those "blind date" wrap-ups..lol


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