No, She's MY Bi Girlfriend!

Lauren Phillips has been sneaking around with both Isiah Maxwell and Scarlett Alexis, keeping the double life hush-hush because the B-word still spooks certain crowds. On her birthday, the two lovers knock at the same moment, flowers in hand, and the whole secret unravels on her front stoop. Isiah and Scarlett eye each other like cats that just found rival turf. Confusion turns territorial fast—they sling questions at her, then at each other. They’re not exactly mad that she swings both ways; they’re pissed the swing went wide enough to catch them both. Lauren, annoyed at the sofa and the drama, shuts it down in one bark. She wants both, equally, always has. If they’re too insecure for that, she’ll walk—on the birthday dress and all. So she dishes the deal: they all fuck right now or the relationship shutters. Pride keeps both feet planted. Isiah and Scarlett grunt their yeses, trade a stiff glance, and suddenly her living room is warm with bare skin, unspoken dares, and the unexpected buzz that three bodies can generate when no one’s afraid to enjoy the whole buffet.