Amarlie felt like Batman with three Robins at her disposal. Her boys had always been her confidantes. This time, she leant on Justin first because he knew Layla and he wheedled it out of her first. But she always intended telling her ChAmarlie's Angels because she knew they would offer her multiple facets of wisdom to think about. Nothing made her happier than the three of them realising they had polyamorous love for each other. They were adorable together and made so much sense. They all made this sexual identity thing look easy. So did Justin and Sasha. So did Layal, for that matter. That's where Amarlie was getting caught up. She thought it would feel easier. Then again, it didn't feel hard, just bewildering. "Fluid..." she murmured, nibbling the corner of her lip. "Yeah, maybe that's it. Maybe that's what I've been feeling. That's how it feels. Like it's... changed over time or something. I can't stop thinking about her. I haven't felt anything for guys recently but I did before. I just don't feel like I've switched sides. Am I even making sense? I'm so nervous, fuck. Deep down inside I feel like I want to hold her and kiss her and... I don't know, slow dance with her and go for ice cream and all that stuff. It's not just about sex, even if I'm really curious about girl-on-girl sex now."