"You are completely full of shit."
Luci felt overwhelmed with dope sickness from the accusation, spat from the mouth of her friend Megan.
"That or you just need some real d**k from the real world. Your choice."
Luci spent the last hour retelling Megan her experience with the Incubus, an event which happened a month ago. Including the brief face-to-face encounter with it the following morning in the bathroom mirror. The in-depth detail she provided made her c**t throb alongside her heart. Her n*****s hardened under her shirt. And she could feel herself starting to get wet between her legs. All familiar sensations that ultimately led to nowhere, time and again. Luci curled her fingers and toes into fists, trying to deaden the pointless arousal. The noise coming from the other patrons with
