* SIX MONTHS LATER *
- ISOBEL -
'You're such a good girl.'
The deep voice of the stranger rings in my head again. I try to shake it off. It's been months, yet, I can remember all of it like it happened yesterday. Every damn graphic experience.
Every reaction. Every orgasm. Every word.
I clear my throat as I parade the busy streets of the city, walking to the venue, a hotel. My friend, Nina, and I are supposed to dine together. She didn't tell me the occasion, but I sure as hell won't miss it!
I sip out from the straw in my plastic cup, drinking boba tea.
Correction, Nina is not just my friend, she's my only friend. My best friend. And the only one my aggressive step brother didn't chase away from me.
I cover the side of my face with my hand and pass by a tattoo shop. It's a F
