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Today was a good day. No, it was what I liked to call a best day. The sort of day you'd remember weeks or months or years from now. The kind where at some point in the distant future you'd pull the memory from the dusty bookshelf in your mind, and still experience the same rush of emotion. It was that kind of day.
Save for weddings and births, best days weren't planned affairs. They just occurred, falling into your lap like little blessings sent from the gods.
"You're only meeting him to get the hook up on actual dateable guys who like to do naughty things in the bedroom. And their friends—please find dates for us all. All our vaginas are in need of fun times."
"Two meat-lover burgers?" I asked, referring to our text conversation throughout the week. She nodded. "And cherry pie for dessert." "Ah, no, I believe we agreed on the chocolate lover." "We certainly did not."
Frankie was the kind of woman who I referred to as a sun. She sucked people into her orbit, bathing them in her glow. If I wasn't careful, one of us could get burned. Badly.
"Good?" I asked, giggling at his disgust. "No. Desserts shouldn't involve fruit."
"We'll be doing the speed limit, thank you very much. You may have money to waste on bail, but the colour orange has never looked good on me."
"It's not unrealistic to expect a guy to sweep me off my feet. Life imitates art all the time, and don't we all deserve an epic love story?"
Out went laughing, funny, adorable Jay and in his place sat sexy Jay—master of ropes, prince of my pussy. Or, at least I hoped he would be.
"I'm going to spread you, rainbow. I'm gonna open you to me and press one of these knots nice and tight against your clit. Then I'm gonna bind your hands and leave you to enjoy the feel of it working you."
"Pain and joy aren't mutually exclusive. I can feel one while experiencing the other."
"First I'm gonna taste this pussy." He cupped me with one hand. "Then I'm gonna fuck you until you're feeling me for the next week."
