1. Marcy's Playground 8 by loyalsock


    Date: 8/17/2016, Categories: First Time Author: loyalsock 

    ... There was that thing. That word I needed to look up. What was it? I couldn't remember. I tried to think back. Blank. I sat down at my computer. What was it? Jeez, with all the books I've read you would have thought I would have come across whatever that word was. What was it? I thought back, tried to replay the conversation in my mind. &#034Having sex doesn't make you an adult. Even having responsibility isn't what makes you an adult.&#034 &#034What does?&#034 &#034All true ism.&#034 That's it. I typed it in to Google, all one word. Showing results for Altruism. Okay. First result. Altrusism - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. Let's try that. 'Altruism is the principle or practice of concern for the welfare of others.' Huh? I continued reading. 'Regards the good of others as the end of moral action; by extension, the disposition to take the good of others as an end in itself.' I blinked. What did that mean? It meant the opposite of selfish, didn't it? I thought about Jean-Luc: &#034Marcy. I don't want you to be really good at this to please me. I want you to be good at this to please you.&#034 And &#034I want to rush too, baby. But I'm trying to build something precious. Really special.&#034 I thought about Heather: &#034I love Evan. I don't want to deny him something he likes.&#034 I thought about Evan: &#034I have to check with my wife first, but I wouldn't have offered if I didn't think it was okay.&#034 And &#034I could stay around, make sure it's okay.&#034 I blinked. ...
    ... Jean-Luc was putting me first. Heather was putting Evan first. Evan was putting both me and Heather first. They weren't just teaching me about sex, they were teaching me how to be a good human being. By caring about other people more or at least as much as yourself. Wow. I blinked. But I did that, didn't I? I thought back to the definition of altruism. 'As an end into itself.' Meaning you're not doing it because it will also turn out good for you. How often had I really done that? I didn't even know. I mean, it was normal right? To be thinking about clothes, and books, and food, and football... And really, desperately wanting to lose my virginity. I thought back to Heather saying, &#034You couldn't ask for nicer guys than Evan and Jean-Luc.&#034 Apparently not. But could they ask for a nicer Marcy? On impulse, I picked up my phone and called Jean-Luc. &#034Hey shining star,&#034 he said when he answered. I broke into tears. &#034Hey baby, what's wrong?&#034 &#034I...I...I...&#034 &#034Marcy? Are you all right? What happened?&#034 &#034Where are you?&#034 I asked. It sounded pitiful. &#034I'm at work,&#034 he said. &#034Where are you?&#034 &#034I'm at home.&#034 His voice was suddenly very calm. &#034Tell me what's going on, Marcy. I can't fix it if I don't know what's upsetting you.&#034 I cried harder. &#034I'm so...&#034 hiccup. &#034Crummy.&#034 &#034Baby,&#034 he said. &#034I...I...&#034 I started crying so hard I was gulping air. Jean-Luc's voice was soothing. &#034Just ...
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