“You can please yourself if you want to.” Her voice is so quiet next to my ear that it’s like she’s inside my head. “I can’t,” I reply. I feel every breath and pound of my heart like my body is louder than it normally is. “Why not?” My head shakes slowly in response. “I don’t know.” “Don’t you want to?” she asks. “Don’t you have an aching need between your legs right now?” It’s suddenly hard to breathe. Slowly, I nod. “Does she look embarrassed?” she asks, nodding toward the girl who looks ready to come at any moment.
