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I'm not on here to try and impress anyone so not sure why I would lie about it being her idea. I like the thought of chatting up double team but was wondering how to utilise knowing this other girl? Yeah your way does sound doable and a laugh too.
i think what he meant was that she could be testing you (a trap if you want 
)Neil strauss in the game talked about threesomes. here is what he says:
"I brought them up to my room. I had no chairs there, of course, just a
bed. So we all lay on the comforter while I showed them a video Mystery
had made of our trip to Australia.
As it ended, I steadied my nerves and took the risk. "I just experienced
the most amazing thing," I told the girls. "I went to San Diego and hung
out with my friend Steve P., who's a guru and a shaman. And he had two of
his students perform what he called a dual-induction massage on me.
Their hands were moving in perfect synchronization on my back. And because
your conscious mind can't process all those movements, it disconnects
and you feel like there are thousands of hands massaging you. It was
amazing."
If you describe anything with enthusiasm and congruence, people will
want to try it—especially if you don't give them the opportunity to say no.
"Get on your stomach," I told Isabel. Since she was the girl most likely to
be jealous, I knew we'd need to massage her first. I kneeled on her right side
and positioned Hea on the left, telling her to follow my movements exactly.
When we finished kneading her back, I pulled off my shirt and lay on
my stomach. The girls positioned themselves on either side of my back and
began massaging me—tentatively at first, then with more confidence. As the
two of them leaned over me, their hands tracing circles around my shoulder
blades, I could feel the energy in the room begin to charge. The sexual nature
of the situation was beginning to dawn on them, if it hadn't already.
This was quite possibly going to work.
When it was Hea's turn, she took off her shirt and lay on her stomach.
This time I made the massage more erotic, rubbing her inner thigh and the
sides of her breasts.
After her massage, Hea remained on her stomach while Isabel and I
kneeled over her. This was the deciding moment. I had to escalate.
I was so nervous my hand started shaking, just like at my humiliating
high-school lunch with Elisa. I pulled Isabel's face close to mine and began
making out with her. As we kissed, I lowered our bodies until we were practically
lying on top of Hea, who was trapped under us. Then I turned Hea's
face toward me and began kissing her. She responded. It was working.
I gently pulled Isabel into the kiss. Once Hea and Isabel's lips met, the
spark of sexual tension that had hung in the room during the massage exploded.
They were all over each other, as if they'd been wanting to do this all
along. But they hadn't. They'd been bitter rivals less than an hour earlier. I
didn't understand it—but then again I didn't need to."