“What about your girlfriend?” she asked, sipping slowly. My d**k swelled when her lips
opened and enclosed around the rim of the glass.
I cleared my throat, thinking of something else to keep him from being noticed. I thought
of rainbows and cows.
“No girlfriend. I do have a few women I hang out with from time to time,” I answered.
“Hangout as in a s****l relationship?” she inquired.
“Mutually agreed upon s****l experiences,” I answered.
“A f**k buddy? It’s okay, Kamden. I do the same thing.”
I glowered at her statement.
“When was the last time you’d been with someone besides me?”
“Not that I need to tell you this. But you were the only person I was with since my
breakup, six or seven months ago.”
“Why did you break up?”
“You ask a lot of questions,” she said, checking her
