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“True. But my job leaves a lot to be desired. I’m thinking of going with Mandy Young—District Attorney. Or maybe Mandy Young—Professor of English.”
“How about, Mandy Young—High Priced Escort? That would fucking rock! Come on, say that.”
“I am not telling my graduating class that I’m a hooker.”
“You’d be more popular.”
He had a point, but still, I wasn’t going that route. No way.
By the time we entered the hotel, Jill had already retrieved our keys, putting all three rooms under her name. I’d intended on shacking up with Ben until Jill reminded me of our trip to Cancun and how he’d cock blocked me most of the time.
She walked over to us and slapped a key card down in each of our palms.
“Bitches,” she announced. “Y’all owe me. This place is fucking expensive. You’d think we were staying at the Ritz Carlton for the cost of these rooms.”
“I told you I’d pay for my own, hussy,” Ben replied.
“Ohh I like that. Hussy. Well, I snatched up those three rooms ‘cause they’re all next to each other and they’re almost fully booked. See that handsome stud over there?”
Jill pointed at the good looking guy behind the counter.
“That’s Kenneth,” she added. “I get the feeling he’s seen my videos ‘cause he kept checking out my tits.”
I looked at her tits and the way her cleavage was on display, any guy would look at her tits. Hell, I’d look at ‘em even if she hadn’t put the thought in my mind.
“Hussy” Ben repeated as he too glanced at her chest.
“You should open up your own store for shirts like that,” I joked. “Booby Gap.”
Jill walked toward the elevator with Ben in tow. I followed after them, pulling my suitcase in one hand and struggling to lift my large purse-like day bag in the other. As I rushed to keep up, my bag slipped out of my hand and slid down my arm, landing at the crease between my elbow, causing my arm to drop and my hand to open up in a claw like form.
That’s when I ran right into Kenneth as he walked away from the front desk and right into my perverted path. My head bumped right into his massive chest and my hand, clawed out the way it was, cupped his cock. And I don’t mean like gave it a gentle swat. No, I seriously grabbed his balls and dick before I had the chance to squeal and pull it away.
Kenneth winced and lifted a leg to protect himself, like some sort of football player about ready to spin away from an open field tackle.
“Oh…shit,” he said. “Yep, those are mine.”
“Oh my God,” I replied.
I couldn’t think of anything else to say. I’d accidentally groped the blond hunk in the hotel issued brown suit and tie.
“I’m sorry,” I added, way too low under my breath.
“What…why…what?” he said, fumbling his words.
“That wasn’t what it looked like.”
“Felt like,” he corrected me.
Great, he’s a fucking smartass too.
“I have to go,” I said as I whipped my suitcase handle around him and went to catch Jill and Ben who’d apparently left me far behind.
All the elevators were closed. I punched the buttons in front of me and fixed my eyes on the metal door. Nothing would get me to glance back in his direction. I needed to make him a distant memory…and fast.
Alone in my room, I collapsed on the bed, mortified, and once again thought the trip was a bad idea. Nothing about high school was all that great. The back of my yearbook was full of all the typical, superficial bullshit.
“Stay funny and sweet.” Yes, that’s me. Funny and sweet.
