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Trip is used to experienced women, daring women, women who know exactly how their pussies will respond to the touch of a man’s tongue. He’s used to women who would wear the dress I have on tonight with confidence, who’d know how to take it off with maximum effectiveness.

I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing. I’m a silly little inexperienced girl playing dress-up. I imagined I’d summon Glitter Girl, and she would carry me through whatever he proposed we do. Then the wine started to wear off. Then I remembered who I really am.

I’m Gia the virgin in over her head trying to impress a man who is way out of her league.

Bianca’s yellow Hyundai appears like a tiny rescue boat surging up the long, red-brick drive to save me, and as soon as she stops, I bunch my skirt and jump inside. “Thanks for picking me up.”

“I didn’t expect to hear from you.” Bianca glances at me, then shakes her head. “Or maybe I did. How’d it go?”

The way he kissed me floods my memory. The way he made me feel, his mouth on my body, his hands, his fingers…his thumb. My core clenches at the memory of that pumping tease, and a phantom thrill floods my stomach.Is that what a cock feels like?

Pressing my head against the headrest, I groan. “It was amazing.”

“Then why did you call me?”

I lift my hands and scrub them against my eyes. “I didn’t know what to do. It was all moving so fast, and I was still reeling from what happened. I’ve never felt that way.Never.”

“What way?” She tilts her head to the side, and my eyes slide to meet hers. “What does that look mean? Did you sleep with him?”

“No…”

“But you did something. What did you do?”

“We were walking, and he kissed me, and then he went down on one knee, and he…Frenchkissed me.” I nod towards my crotch. “I think my brain melted.”

“Wait.” She holds a palm at me. “Are you saying he freaking licked your pussy? What the hell are you doing in this car? I’m turning around.”

She takes her foot off the gas, and I panic. “Don’t you dare!”

“The man goes down on you, gives you the Big O, and you called me? What’s the freaking problem, Gia?” Her voice rises.

“The problem is I don’t know what I’m doing!” My voice rises to meet hers. “He has expectations, and this isnotlike dancing. I know how to dance. I knownothingabout this.”

“It’s actually a lot like dancing.” She shakes her head. “You probably know more than you think. Haven’t you ever watched porn?”

“Porn isn’t real.” Shame burns in my face as I realize it’s like me—a lie.

“No, but at least it can be educational. It gives you an idea of what goes where.”

I think about the things we said at dinner. I’ve never been with a man like him, exciting and daring. “I don’t want him to be disappointed.”

“So you ran.” Bianca’s voice is quiet.

We’re back at the condo, and she slowly enters the parking garage. The green light washes out my skin, making me look as sick as I feel. How did I go from soaring through the galaxy on unbelievable waves of pleasure to plunging to the depths of the ocean so fast?

My phone buzzes with a text, and my stomach sinks when I seeMaritinoon the face asking where I am. “He’s going to be so mad at me.”

“Maybe not,” she exhales. “He’ll definitely be frustrated. I’m sure he has the worst case of blue balls, but if he’s a good guy, he won’t be mad.”

I text back saying I got dizzy, which isn’t far from the truth. The mountain of lies came crashing down on my head, and I was completely disoriented. His reply is kind, which makes me feel even worse. He tells me to rest.

I follow Bianca into our room and take off the beautiful dress, feeling a little like Cinderella. I had the perfect evening. I flew to the highest heights, and then the spell broke.

“It’s probably a good thing you came home tonight. Franco’s got you all set for the soft launch tomorrow. He wants you to do a live welcome video and answer any DMs that come through.”

“We’re doing it tomorrow?”

“You said you were ready to stop dancing. Franco thinks you can dance once more this week then maybe a farewell number if you want and introduce your subscription side. It should be enough to launch Glitter Girl online.”




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