Middleton Triangle

Disclaimer: All characters and situations from the series Kim Possible are owned by Disney. I own a beat up old pick-em up truck. Too bad I don't get paid for my ramblings, I could buy a new truck.
A/N: Bonnie has made her move. Let's see if there are any other girls in Middleton that would like some Ronshine?
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Chapter 5 Home Ec and Confession

Kim shimmied up into the tree house and found Ron sitting on the couch naked, writing away. He didn't look up as he cheerfully chimed, "Morning KP."

"Ron! What are you doing?" Kim begged in astonishment.

He looked up from the paper. "I'm writing my part of the essay."

"But your clothes!"

Ron pointed to the neatly folded pile next to him. Kim crossed her arms and tapped her foot impatiently. Ron smiled. "Oh that. I found out last night I can concentrate on my homework a lot better if I'm naked. You don't mind, do you?"

Kim walked over to him and sat in his lap. She kissed him passionately. "Not unless Mom or Dad catch you like this." She kissed him again.

"Ah KP," Ron said in slight irritation, "working here."

"So am I," Kim coyly shot back. "Did Bonnie make a move on you last night? When you were naked? Doing your homework? In her room?"

"Kim," Ron chided her, "a gentleman doesn't kiss and tell."

"So, you did kiss her!"

Ron folded his arms across his chest, effectively putting a barrier between him and Kim. "I will neither confirm nor deny that allegation, I plead the fifth amendment. I don't have to give testimony against myself."

"Wow," Kim marveled and laughed as she took his arms and wrapped them around her waist, "you are smarter when you're naked. Do you want to head off to school like this? You might get straight A's."

"Well, that is an idea." Ron thought for a moment. "But I don't think Mr. B. would like it very much."

"I know some of the girls on the squad would love to see you this way," Kim giggled. "In the locker room after practice yesterday, all they'd talk about was you and your new hotness. There's even a betting pool as to how big your..." she playfully tugged at his cock. "I've been disqualified though, otherwise..."

"Really!" Ron practically beamed and looked off in the distance. Then his face soured. "Man, that reeks! All those girls would so complicate things." He shook his head and corrected himself. "I mean all those ladies would complicate things a lot." His goofy grin sprouted when he saw confusion on Kim's face. "Bonnie is helping me with my grammar too. Or is it also helping me?"

"Either." Kim held her hand to his forehead. "No, you don't have a fever. Does this mean you won't go all big heady over your newfound popularity?"

Ron sighed. "Between you and Bonnie I don't need any more girlfriends fawning over me."

"So Bonnie's your girlfriend now?" Kim said in shock. "What all did you do at her house?"

Ron pulled Kim in for a massive French kiss. When their mouths separated Ron said, "What Bonnie and I do in private is just between her and I. I mean me. What you and I do, well, that's our little secret. I will never tell her or anyone else about us unless you say so."

Kim cuddled into his embrace. "Ron Dear, she already told me about you two when I talked to her last night on the phone. If she asks about us you have my permission to tell her everything."

"Everything?"

"Everything Ron." Kim sighed. "I don't want you to hold back or lie to anyone and I won't either." Kim slipped from his embrace and slid to the floor, placing her hands in his naked lap. "We have a half hour before we need to head out for school. What do you want to do?"

Ron smiled as he stood. He picked Kim up, set her on the couch and went to work on her Capri pants. "I want to see if I can find that spot again. Are you up for a little eight squared plus five?"

Kim giggled as she helped with her pants. "Naked potential boy shoots and scores."

As Ron pulled off her pants and panties Kim removed her shirt. Kim swung around onto the sofa. Ron got on top of her and guided his finger around and inside her feminine folds. "Just please don't gag like you did yesterday," Ron said fearfully. "I don't want to hurt you."

Kim licked at Ron's growing shaft and smiled. "Don't worry Ron, I got caught off guard yesterday, my orgasm hit me so fast. It won't happen again, I promise." Kim returned to her work on Ron's meat pole and soon had him erect and half way in her mouth.

Ron licked and kissed around Kim's soft slit. He parted her lips with a few fingers and kiss where he now knew her love button was. He heard and felt Kim groan loudly before he began to suck on the magic spot. Her hips rose to meet his buss on her pussy. Kim was getting really wet so Ron probed a finger into her tight hole. He didn't feel Kim mouth on his member, just a long warm breath surrounding it accompanied by a louder groan.

Kim's mouth lost contact as it opened wide to moan in ecstasy. She quickly closed her mouth around Ron's cock and started to suck again. Kim playfully teased his balls with her fingertips which elicited a giggle and moan from her boy friend of over fourteen years. "Fourteen years," Kim thought. "And soon we'll be together forever." She was brought out of her revelry by the salty taste of pre-cum and the pulsing in her mouth. She was on the verge of her own orgasm when Ron let loose down her throat. Kim swallowed quickly and didn't let a drop out.

Ron felt the tidal wave building in his loins and jambed a second finger into Kim's cunt. He clamped down harder on Kim's pussy, sucking, licking and nipping at her clitoris before letting loose with his seed. He felt Kim spasm as the last of his load was loosed into her mouth.

Ron's knees gave way and he fell forward onto Kim's lower torso and legs. "Wow," he exhaled as he tried to roll off of her.

Kim extricated herself from under the mound of Ron flesh and crawled on top of him. She hugged him from behind as she said, "Yeah, that was definitely wow-worthy." Kim kissed and nibbled at Ron's neck, intending to leave her mark on her friend.

"KP," Ron said, his face partially buried in the cushions of the couch, "I think we should get going to school now."

"Yes we should," Kim said between kisses and sucks on his neck. She didn't move.

A minute went by before Ron said, "Are we there yet?"

Kim giggled. "Yes Ron, we're at school and walking down the hall to our lockers."

Ron sleepily said, "Good, cause after attendance Bonnie and I are going to sneak out and get married."

Kim sat up atop him and cuffed the back of his head. "You and Bonnie are what!?!" she screamed.

Ron rolled over under Kim's weight and beamed. "Just kidding! I wanted to see if you were ready for school. I'm still a bit foggy myself."

"Very funny Ron," Kim chided. She got off him and started to get dressed. She had her panties and pants on before she noticed he hadn't moved from the sofa. Kim saw he had his eyes closed so she grabbed his ear and pulled him up. "Come on Mr. Rockwaller, time to get ready."

"Ow, OW OW!!" Ron howled and quickly got to his feet. He grabbed his sore ear when Kim let go. "KP, that hurts!" he yelped.

"Sorry Ron," Kim cooed. "I guess I got a little jealous with your kidding around. Forgive me?" Kim batted her eyelashes and put on her infamous Puppy Dog Pout.

Ron groaned. "Oh, you know I can't resist the Pout."

Kim wrapped her arms around Ron and leaned up kissed him fully on the lips. "I know Ron." She gave him another swift peck. "Now get dressed." Kim started to put her shirt on. "Besides, if you're going to sneak out of homeroom and marry anyone, it'll be me."

Ron shrugged as he put his boxers and cargo pants on. "Okay, KP. What day should I pencil you in for."

Kim looked up as she finished tying her shoelaces. "You mean it Ron?"

Ron buttoned up the robin's egg blue dress shirt as he said, "Sure. We'll need to talk with our folks and Rabbi Katz first but I don't see why we shouldn't get married." He tucked the shirt in and fastened his belt. "I mean, we've been together for fourteen years now. I don't see why we shouldn't make it seventy or eighty more."

Kim latched onto him and gave Ron a massive French kiss. "I accept your proposal," she said, smiling brightly. "But right now let's head to school."

Kim and Ron walked down the hallway. As they passed Bonnie and her posse Ron cheerily smiled and said, "Hey Bonnie, you're lookin extra pretty today."

Bonnie slyly grinned and growled, "Idiot!"

"Nice talkin to ya," Ron chimed, waved and walked on.

"What was that code for," Kim queried when they were out of earshot of Queen Bonnie and her court.

"I plead the fifth," Ron said, his goofy grin almost shattering his face into a million pieces.

"Lord love a duck," Kim sighed and shook her head.

"Hey Ron, Hi Kim," they heard from a platinum blond, blue-eyed girl coming their way.

"Hey Tara," they said in unison.

"Jinx, you owe me a soda," Ron said happily. "Hey, I finally got one!" he cheered.

"Idiot," Kim slyly said under her breath but loud enough for Ron to hear.

He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I love you too."

"AH HA!" Kim said loudly. "I knew it was code!"

Ron frowned and slumped forward. "Me so busted," he groaned.

Kim whispered in his ear, "Loser freak."

Ron snapped to attention and smiled. Then it hit him, "Oh, Man!"

Tara walked up to them and took Ron's hand in hers. "Ronnie can we talk. Bonnie tried to talk to me yesterday and said something about you two kissing but she didn't make any sense. I'm even more confused after what happened at cheer practice. Can I get your slant on what happened?"

Ron said, "Sure Tara, but Kim and I need to get to class right now. How about we talk during our lesson?"

"That'd be Super," Tara tittered happily, let go of his hand and scampered off down the hall. She wave before she turned the corner. "I'll see you then."

Kim stood stock still as Ron started to walk on. "Ron," Kim said harshly, "Tara was flirting with you!"

"No she wasn't," Ron said as he waited for Kim to start walking again. They continued up the hall.

"Yes she was. She just held your hand."

Ron shrugged. "Sure. We're always touching or hold hands. She told me she needs human contact when she talks to a person, especially boys. She said it had something to do with her being shy. Anyways, that's the way she is during our private lesson."

"What lesson Ron?"

"We have a free period together and we meet in the Home Ec room," Ron said, nonchalantly. "I'm teaching her how to cook."

Rufus popped out of Ron's pocket. "Cooking with Tara, Woo Hoo!"

"Sorry Buddy," Ron said shaking his head, "not for another hour. I'll let you know when the grub is ready."

"Aw," Rufus sighed and dove back into the pocket.

"Okay Ron," Kim conceded as they entered their next class, "I trust you. If you say Tara isn't hitting on you I'll believe you."

They took their seats and Ron leaned over to Kim. "If she does make a move I'll let her down easy. I don't want to spoil what we have."

"Yeah, right!" Kim laughed. "That coming from the young blond diplomat who almost got the U.S. and Great Britain into a nuclear shootout when we visited the United Nations last year."
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Ron walked into the Home Ec room and found Tara already there, sitting on the counter with her legs swinging in and out. BaBang! Her heels clunked one slightly before the other against the cabinet door below. BaBang! "Hi Ron!" she cheerfully chirped. BaBang!

"Hey Tara, what do you wanna make today? I was thinkin spaghetti and spicy meatballs."

Tara held both her hands out, beckoning him. "That sounds good but I wanna talk first." Ron walked over and took her hands in his. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer. "What happened yesterday in the hallway between you and Bonnie?"

Ron laughed. "It started out as the usual stuff. Bonnie said something nasty to Kim, I said hello nicely and she went into her regular loser taunt. I stopped KP from tearing Bonnie's head off and Bonnie dissed Kim again." His countenance went south. "I don't know, I just saw red. I turned to Bonnie and started to sass her back. We got into it fairly heavy and she tried to walk away. I trapped her against the lockers and things just escalated." Ron paused for a second as a smile flitted onto his face. "Suddenly she closed her eyes and locked lips with me. I don't know why but I kissed her back, hard. That's when Mr. B. came in and stopped the show."

"Wow! Sounds like quite a scene. I'm sorry I missed it," Tara giggled. "What happened when you got dragged in to Barkin's office?"

"Well, KP told him we were debating the differences between school life and what goes on in the business world, which was the truth, but Mr. B. didn't believe her. I said we were arguing like Kim said, but I leaned against the lockers and slipped into Bonnie. I told him we got tangled up and her broach got caught on my hockey jersey. Luckily, I had my Mom's pin in my pocket and he bought that story. Anyway, he's making Bonnie and me write an essay on our little debate."

Tara looked down at her and Ron's intertwined hands. "Did you like the way Bonnie kissed?"

"Did I," Ron chuckled and smiled softly, "I loved it. She tastes grapy. Like a can of Purple Flurp.®"

"That's her lip gloss flavor, silly," Tara giggled. There was a pregnant pause before Tara coyly asked, "Did you kiss her again?"

"A gentleman doesn't say if he did or didn't."

"Oh, so you have!" Tara laughed out loud. "She's that good, huh?"

Ron's indignation rose. "Why does everybody assume I have when I say that?"

"Because that means you have but you're gentleman enough not to admit it." Tara looked back down at their hands. "Does Kim know?"

"Yeah, we met in the tree house this morning, an hour before we had to come to school," Ron said." We talked a little about it."

Tara's eye's shot open wide. "So what else did you do? You certainly didn't talk for an hour."

Ron's goofy grin appeared. "We got a little frisky. She wants to take our friendship to the next level but we're not going all the way. Both Kim and I have those contracts with our folks stating we won't have sex before we're married. Bonnie has the same thing with her Dad."

Tara's mouth almost hit the floor before she gained some composure. "So you're making out with both Kim and Bonnie? You must be good!" Tara pulled Ron into her arms. "I have the same contract with my parents. You want to show me how far we can go without violating my contract?"

Ron struggled to get free but he was locked in by powerful, cheerleading enhanced arms and legs. "Tara No!" Ron said loudly, "I don't think of you that way. I just want us to be good friends like we are now." Tara pouted as she released him. Ron spun and sat at one of the tables. He looked wide-eyed at the platinum blond before he tried to explain. "See, Kim and I have been together for, like, forever. I still think of her as my kid sister every once in a while but I'm getting over that. Bonnie! Well Bonnie's a force unto nothin I've ever experienced. I find it hard to resist her when she gets turned on."

"Oh?" Tara marveled, "And how do you turn her on?"

Ron hung his head and said softly, "She gets excited when I show confidence and stand up to her."

"Well I like that too," Tara enthused before she hung her head. "And I've liked you a lot longer that Bonnie has. I've had a crush on you since third grade but I've been too shy to let you know about it. I guess I missed the boat again." Tears came to her eyes as she swung her legs out and slammed her sneakers against the cabinet. BABANG!!! "Shoot!" she swore and sobbed as her tear ducts let go, filling her sky-blue eyes.

"Aw Tara, I'm sorry. I didn't know." Ron stood from the desk, went to her and took her hands. "I guess I was too dense to see it. Kim even accused you of flirting with me when you grabbed my hand in the hall earlier. I defended you saying that's the way you are. You like human contact."

Tara sniffled and giggled. "Well I do love it, especially with you Ronnie." She raised her tear stained eyes to look into his chocolate brown orbs. "Will you think about my offer?" Tara started to titter. "If you do then you have a choice between a redhead, a brunette and a real blond."

"You're a real blond like me. I never really thought about it."

Tara glanced at the door making sure it was closed. "Wanna see?" she inquired as she swiftly lifted her skirt and pulled aside her panties.

Ron's hand quivered near her short, curly golden tufts of hair before he yanked his hand back. "Okay, you are a true blond like me."

"I'm not so sure," Tara giggled and brushed her skirt back into place. "You've seen mine but for all I know you could be dying your hair. Let me see yours."

They both looked at the door before Ron unzipped his cargo pants and pulled the slit in his GWA Steel Toe boxers apart as far as it would go. "See?" he said proudly.

Tara grabbed his member and pulled it out. "Whoa Ron! You're so big!" She stared and stroked it. "I guess what they say is true. Big ears, big..." she fell into a giggle fit.

"OW! Tara, let go!" Ron yelped. Tara retracted her grasp and Ron tucked in and zipped back up. "Bonnie got a little aggressive last night and Kim worked it out this morning." A smile came to his face. "But you have the softest hands," he said as he took hers in his and massaged her slender digits.

Tara blushed. "No Ron, I'm sorry. I've never seen one before except at a website I stumbled across on-line. I don't know how to handle one. I'd really like you to teach me how."

"No Tara," he said softly and smiled. "At least no damage was done." His goofy grin arose. "Shall we get cookin?"

Tara hopped off the counter and hugged him. "Only if you promise to think about my dilemma and offer. I'm a Senior and I've never been with a guy. I'd like to make out with you sometime and find out how good you are, but if you don't want me I'll understand. I value our friendship more than learning about sex." She went into another giggle fit.

"What?" a totally confused Ron begged.

"I guess even if I want to get it on with you, you still have two very strong ladies on the hook right now." Tara sadly looked into his eyes. "I guess you have too much on your plate to consider my request."

Ron looked deeply into her clear sky-blue eyes before he honestly said, "I can only promise to think about it."

Tara pulled Ron down and gave him a peck on the lips. "That's all I'm asking. Now let's make some s'ghetti."

Tara got the pots and pans out while Ron raided the refrigerator. Neither of them saw the emerald green eyes recede from behind the air vent in the ceiling, but Ron scowled when he thought he heard a familiar sound. It sounded like some aluminum duct buckling under a little weight.
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Kim and Ron walked hand in hand alone their usual route home from school. Suddenly Kim stopped, stepped onto the grass and plopped cross legged on the ground. "Ron," Kim said as her head sunk to her chest, "I have a confession."

"They say confession's good for the soul KP," Ron chimed as he sat in front of her. "Yours must be getting really healthy. What is it this time?"

Kim mewed, "I did something I'm ashamed of. I violated your trust."

A sly grin appeared on his face as he asked sadistically, "Whatcha talkin about KP? How'd you violate my trust?"

Kim laid back on the grass and looked up at the clouds. "I... I spied on you in school today."

"No!" Ron exhaled in mock horror. "When did you spy on me?"

Kim sat up and glared at him angrily. "You know damn well I was watching you and Tara from the vent. We've been in enough of them for you to know the sound of one when someone is in it."

"Why are you mad at me?" Ron queried defensively. "I'm not mad at you for doing it. It only means you care about me enough that you weren't thinking straight." He paused a second for the words to sink in. "You, were jealous."

"I am not jealous," Kim hastily said.

"Not no more," Ron calmly but firmly said. "Not since you saw what went on between Tara and me." He grinned a bit as he sedately went on. "What I am worried about is you weren't thinking clearly enough to skip class to spy on me. You'd never cut class to do it if we weren't becoming so close." His indignation started to rise. "What's next? You gonna have Wade re-task a spy satellite to watch Bonnie and me work on our essay out by the pool tonight?"

That hit Kim like a sledge hammer and she flopped back on the grass. "You're right Ron. I was full blown, green eyed jealous today. What more can I say but I'm sorry and I won't do it again?" She laid an arm across her eyes. "What can I do to make it up to you? Do you want my permission to play with Tara to see if you really like her-like her? As a girlfriend?"

Ron leaned forward. "I think you're still jellin KP," his angry glare bore into her, "if you think I need your permission to start dating Tara or anybody else!" Ron threw his arms in the air. "Listen to yourself Kim. Have you already picked out the china pattern?"

Both of Kim's hands covered her face. "Oooooh snap!" She came to a decision and flipped over to face him, laying on her stomach. "I had it all planned out. I have a surprise all ready to spring on you next month but I guess I should tell you now. I've been studying with Rabbi Katz for a year now to convert. I should be ready sometime next month. I did it for you." She reached out and took his hand. "I did it for us."

Surprise fell on Ron like two tons of Nacos; Warm and welcome, but totally unexpected and with a powerful punch. "I'm..." he searched his limited vocabulary for something fitting the occasion. He took a small breath and let it out fast through his nostrils. "Kim, that's very thoughtful of you. Were you that sure I'd be so floored by the gesture I'd forget how sisterly you are to me and marry you on the spot?"

"I..." then it hit her. Her head hit the ground hard. "God give me guidance," she muttered to herself. Kim looked at Ron and frowned. "I did it backwards didn't I?" Ron nodded slowly. "I should have talked to you first and gotten your permission to start."

"If you were doing it so we'd be together for the rest of our lives," Ron said sagely. "Didn't Rabbi Katz ask for your reasons to convert?"

"Of course Ron," Kim said defiantly as she sat up to face him. "I told him we would eventually get married and I wanted to honor your beliefs and raise our kids that way."

Ron raised an eyebrow when he asked, "And what did you say when he suggested I come in with you and help with your studies?"

Kim's chin hit her chest. "I told him I was working on your idea of us being siblings. I kept telling him I was changing your mind slowly and by the time I was ready, you'd be okay with the idea of us getting married."

"So... what? Were you going tell me you love me and propose just before you went before the congregation?" Ron said indignantly.

"Oy!" Kim chimed, "am I in it deep!"

Ron rose quickly to his feet with an accusatory finger pointed at her. "How dare you Kimberly Ann Possible! How dare you mock me and my beliefs! I may not be Orthodox, I may not be totally Kosher, but I do take my beliefs seriously." He turned around and started walking.

"Ron, I'm sorry!" Kim called out as she got up to chase him.

Ron spun on Kim and held his hand out to stop her. "No Kim, I need some alone time to think! Please let me be right now!"

Bonnie walked up to the pair of teens. "Hey guys what's happening. Are you two having a lover's quarrel?" Her barracuda smile came in full force. "Too bad!" she sassed at Kim.

"Don't start on me Bonnie," Kim growled harshly and glared at the brunette. "I'm having a bad day."

"Ronnie," Bonnie said sweetly to tow-haired boy as he turned to walk away, "where are you going? You want to come over to my house and study? We could do it in the pool this time."

Ron stopped in his tracks and looked to the Heavens. He quietly but firmly said between clenched teeth, "No Bonnie. I'm mad at Kim and I want to be alone."

"If you're mad at Kim," Bonnie slyly said, "then come over to my place. You don't need a swim suit."

"No Bonnie!"

"Please Ronnie-kins," Bonnie pleaded with lust in her voice. "I can sooth your nerves."

Ron spun in place and stared cannon balls (much deadlier than the cliché mere daggers) at her. "What part of NO don't you understand!?!" he yelled. Ron's face was beet red and his hands were balled in anger. One fist rose slowly before he pushed it down with his other hand and raced away up the street.

"Ron," both Kim and Bonnie called weakly.

Bonnie turned on Kim and yelled, "What did you do to him!"

"I..." Kim said in a state of confusion.

"Not only have you pushed him away from you," Bonnie growled harshly at the green-eyed girl, "but he didn't even want me!"

"I think I..." Kim started as her mouth began to work more.

"You think what?" Bonnie screamed.

Kim mewed, "I think I just pushed Ron into the arms of a blond."

"You what!" Bonnie hollered at the top of her lungs.

Kim's face grew red as she squared off with the teal-eyed brunette. "And it's all your fault!" she yelled. "If you didn't start after him, Ron and I would be a couple right now!"

"You!" Bonnie laughed as she faced off against Kim. "You couldn't get a guy if you flashed your bee-sting tits and alabaster butt on the fifty yard line of Bronco Stadium during halftime of a play-off game!"

"And you've had so many boyfriends, your house is a landmark," Kim snarked. "When guys give out directions they say, oh, it's two blocks west of Bonnie's house."

"How dare you!" Bonnie yelped and grabbed Kim's auburn hair. "Bitch!"

"Slut!" Kim screamed and reared her fist back to shoulder height.
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James Possible stepped out on his back porch to look at the stars before going to bed. It was something he did nightly. He enjoyed gazing up at the distant lights in the night sky and he would ponder if his next rocket design would take Humanity to see them up close.

He found Ron and Rufus both sitting on the stairs, heads in hands. "Ronald, shouldn't you be at home? It's almost eleven."

"Hi ya Mr. Dr. P.," Ron said sadly, "I guess. But I don't want to sit through another of my Dad's lectures on... you know what."

"Ronald, does this have anything to do with Kimberly?" he said sternly.

"And Bonnie," Ron said in a funk.

"I... ah... ah. One moment Ron," Mr. Dr. Possible said in a panic and raced into the house.

A minute later the other Dr. Possible came out the door. "Hi Rufus, Hi Ron. I understand you're having girl troubles."

"Hi Mrs. Dr. P.," Ron said dejectedly. Yeah, in spades."

"Kim's been keeping me up to date with you two until tonight," she said tenderly. "She came in a little dirty and bloody. Did she have a fight with somebody today?"

Rufus perked up, "Kim okay?"

Ron perked up too. "Yeah, is KP alright? When I left her and Bonnie she was fine. Is she hurt?"

"I don't think so Ron," Mrs. Dr. P. said as she sat beside the boy who was almost a son to her. "I'm not sure if it was her blood on her hand, but I think she was missing a hank of hair on the back of her head. It was hard to tell since I only got a glimpse and she's been in her room all night. Kim didn't even come down to dinner. I think she's been trying to call you all night."

Rufus wiped the sweat from his brow in relief and burrowed into his second home for a nap. Ron chuckled. "I turned off my cellphone. I probably got a voice mail box full of Kim and Bonnie."

"Well as I said, Kim told me you two have gotten close over the past few days." She held up her hand to stop Ron's next words. "Yes I know, but don't worry. It's only been some heavy petting and I don't mind that. I trust you and Kim not to do anything foolish or flagrant enough to get her pregnant. The contract we have is only promissory." She saw the confusion in Ron's face. "It's just a promise to refrain from going all the way before you are married."

Ron sighed in relief. "I'm glad you know about Kim and me. When I told my folks they said the same thing except my Dad thinks it's time for the Responsible Sex Speech again."

Ann Possible laughed. "How many times has he given you that little talk?"

Ron groaned. "Whenever I get interested in a girl. He's getting real good at it now."

"I understand you and Bonnie are making out too."

"Yeah, and therein lies the dilemma," Ron moaned. "I don't know what to do!"

"Yes, that is a real dilemma," Ann said sympathetically. "You've never had a real girlfriend before. Now you have two knocking each other around over you."

"Three if you want to count Tara."

"Tara was there in the fight?" Mrs. Dr. P. said in amazement.

Ron shook his head. "No, no no. Tara isn't fighting but she has expressed an interest in being more than a friend."

"Smart girl," the red headed woman chimed. "She's hoping Kim and Bonnie will force the other out of the picture and she'll be there to claim the prise after their battle."

Ron laughed. "Is that what she's doing? I knew Tara was smart but I didn't think she'd be Machiavellian enough to do something like that."

Mrs. Dr. Possible looked at Ron in total surprise. "Where did you come up with a word like Machiavellian? Have you been studying in the nude?"

"How did you..." Ron blurted and blushed.

"Ron," the Mother of his best friend said, "Kim tells me everything. She called me earlier in the day to see what we were having for dinner and told me about how she found you this morning. Besides, I'm a doctor and I've read plenty of studies that suggest you're healthier and can concentrate better in the nude. It can lower your blood pressure and there's more area exposed to absorb vitamin C from the Sun." The red-headed woman blushed before she confessed with a chuckle, "Kim's Father and I had some great naked study sessions on his college dorm room roof."

"Ah, TMI. But you really don't mind about Kim and me?" Ron begged with a quirky grin.

"As long as Kim's Father doesn't catch you," she said with her own smirking grin. "He might send you on a one way, deep space probe to a black hole if he finds you and Kim sans clothing."

Ron sighed. "I don't think there's any problems there. We had a big blow up this afternoon"

"What happened Ron?"

"Kim spied on me today when I was talking with Tara. She confessed on the way home and then told me of her plan to convert to Judaism."

"Really!" Mrs. Dr. P said in astonishment. "I didn't think she was going to go through with her plan when she approached her Father and me a year ago. I thought she had abandoned that idea."

"I guess not," Ron said frankly. "She told me she's been studying with Rabbi Katz for a year now and she'll be finished in a month. I wish she would've talked to me first."

"We told her to bring you in on it," Mrs. Dr. P. said in disgust, "but you know Kim. She's head strong and wants to do things her own way. It was shortly after she locked you in the janitor's closet and she thought you might think of it as an apology for doing such a terrible thing. That's why I thought she threw the plan out."

"Anyway, I got mad at Kim and ran off." His hands went to the sides of his head. "I'm so confused! Bonnie likes me because I've been more confident and stood up to her. She wants someone who's as strong willed as she is. Kim is... well, we've been together forever but..."

Mrs. Dr. Possible caught on and cut in. "You still occasionally think of Kim as a sister and you're not sure if Bonnie will still like you if you stopped confronting her and just be your same old self."

"Every once in a while the notion of Kim and me as bro and sis still pops into my head," Ron confessed. "I know we're not, but it's awk-weird sometimes."

"It sounds like you're leaning towards Tara," the true red head said confidentially.

Ron brightened up. "It does, doesn't it?" His good mood soured quickly. "But what will happen if I dump Kim and Bonnie. Will it wreck Kim and my friendship? Will they keep me on the cheer squad?"

"I forgot completely about that," the older Possible woman laughed. "Congratulations on making the squad."

"Yeah, I was a cheerleader for all of one day before I blew up and walked away from both captains."

"Well, if you want my advice," Mrs. Dr. Possible said as she put her hand on his shoulder, "I think you three should sit down and talk it out. Just make sure there's nothing breakable in the room... or any sharp objects that could be used as weapons." Ron looked at Kim's Mom in shock. "Just kidding," she chimed as she held her hands up in defense. "A little, " she added under her breath.