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309 pages, Paperback
First published November 3, 2015
I felt his penis harden against my vagina. It rubbed against it and I moaned in pleasure. "Ow," he cried out. "What?" I asked in surprise. "Nothing, just a bit spiky," he said, and carried on kissing me. "Sorry?" I said in a strangled voice. He thought my pubes were spiky. They hurt his penis. My motherfucking pubes were ruining my life yet again.
It reminded me of the excruciating agony of getting a full Brazilian wax. Thank God I had eschewed those porn-originated pubic styles in favor of my trimmed, spiky little hedgehog. I gazed at it fondly and gave it a small stroke. Eight fifteen wasn't too late. I definitely had time for a quick wank.
"Is it okay?" I asked uncertainly. I was doing the Pilates table pose above him. My head was hovering by his penis and my entire nether regions were inches away from his mouth - and his nose. Oh God, his nose. He would be able to smell everything and I'd pooed just before our date. I started to wonder if this was a good idea.
It was kind of nice to be home alone. It was fun spending time with Nick, but I still didn't feel like I could a hundred percent be myself in front of him. I hadn't farted in days.