Choice

Mary-Margaret was kind of torn.

"You know you're curious," they told her, with knowing smiles and a jaunty wink.

On the one hand, it sounded intriguing. Two at once? What would it be like? How would the dynamic change between a trio? Would it be twice as fun or twice as confusing?

On the other hand, it went against everything Father Guilfoyle had ever taught her; a sin up there with "when you whistle, the Blessed Mother cries."

Aww, gee whiz, what was a girl to do? Live a life of freedom, free love, and free trips to Pleasureville? Or follow the saintly advice of the Man In The Collar?