Trouble Triangle (Tyler's Trouble Trilogy) by Travis Casey

lower lip and pulled it down. "Tyler, do you want me?"
    "Do I want you?" I stood up and unbuttoned my shirt. "Let's find out how gay you really are."
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    We shared a taxi back to Pearl Harbor Sunday morning. I had never had so much sober sex, and I don't think she ever had so much straight sex. It turned out to be a quiet ride back to base. I sensed she was deep in thought and wanted some peace to search her feelings. I gave her a peck on the cheek before we got out of the taxi and headed off to our respective dorms.
    I walked into an empty dorm room, which I was happy about as it gave me time to lay on the bed and relive the moments of the night before. I could have really gone for Debbie. But if it wasn't for Holly, I'd be kicked out by now. I had to keep Holly sweet even if she did bug me. And it wouldn't be wise to keep screwing Debbie under the circumstances, n o matter how much I wanted to.
    Mark interrupted my thoughts as he entered the room. He pulled up a chair next to my bed and sat down. "So, Tyler, fuck any hot lesbians lately?"
    "None of your business."
    He threw his hands up. "Wait a minute, it was my business not that long ago. Is she lezzy or not?"
    "The jury's still out."
    "Well, while you were standing jury duty, Holly stopped by."
    I bolted upright in bed. "What did she want?" I could hear the panic in my own voice.
    "Relax. I told her you were probably down on Shit Street dorking some stripper." He smiled, but returned to seriousness when I didn't smile back. "Just kidding. I told her you went down to Gussie's Bar for dollar/pitcher night. She said for you to call her when you got back."
    "Thanks."
    "You know, if you gave me a buck for every time I lied for you, I'd get my fifty bucks back in a day or two. So what's the deal with Debbie?"
    "No-strings sex. I did my part; now it's up to her which way she goes. I better go call Holly."
    "You're a cold bastard."
    "Runs in the family. Like father, like son."
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    I arrived at Holly's later that day as per her request, or demand as it was. She greeted me at the door with a certain coldness and showed me through to the living room while she made some coffee. We sat down and her eyes searched my face like an interrogation Gestapo. I practiced my innocent look.
    "So, where were you last night?" she asked.
    "I went down to Gussie's . Pitcher of beer for a dollar night."
    "So, you're going out drinking without asking your girlfriend now, are you?" She flicked her hair with her hand. "Were there any girls there?"
    "Of course there were girls there. It's a bar, not a monastery." I instantly regretted what I said. Holly didn't take flippancy well.
    She wagged her finger in my face. "Don't get an attitude with me, Chambers. We're like going together." She suddenly gasped and put her hand to her chest. "Oh my God! You weren't looking for a younger woman, were you?"
    Holy shit. Much younger than her and they'd still be in high school. "Course not, babe. After a sophisticated woman like you, how could I possibly go chasing after teeny-boppers?"
    She smiled. "True, but maybe I wanted to go out for a drink. Ever think of that?" She folded her arms and slightly flexed her arm like there was an SS insignia on it.
    "Yes, I did. That's why I'm a bit embarrassed." I hung my head in pretend shame. "I only had five dollars drinking money. I could hardly call you up and say 'Hey, babe, I got five bucks. Fancy a drink?' Now could I?" I pulled my head up, looked at her and flashed my baby blues that I knew she was a sucker for. "You know I think the world of you. You deserve class, not to be asked out to some seedy bar supping suds for a buck."
    She sighed. "Well, okay. But you need to be spending your time with me. I don't like you going around where other girls can get their claws into you." She took my hands in hers. "I know you only want me, but some women can be quite cunning when they want to be. Check with me before you go out next time."
    I felt myself snap from the pressure of