Page 4 of The D Appointment


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Kat:But you never talk about sex.

Me:I guess I feel like that stuff is private.

Kat:So, why are you bringing it up now?

Me:Because I need a second opinion on the dick appointment aspect.

Kat:I guess it depends on who it’s with. Gordan?

Me:No. He’s dating someone new.

Kat:Is it a friend you’re going to be hooking up with? Some guy you met at a party? Who is the owner of this D you are going to have an appointment with?

Me:I don’t know.

My phone rang, and I smiled.

“Hello, Kat.”

“You don’t know the guy you’re going to have sex with? Did you pick some rando off the internet?” She gasped. “Please tell me you didn’t go on Tinder. Viv, you can’t go in there blind. You need someone to show you how it works. And a stranger? That’s not like you.”

I rolled my eyes. “When I said I didn’t know, I meant, I didn’t know at all who it was going to be yet. Not that I didn’t know the guy.”

I could hear her sigh of relief through the phone. “Damn. You scared me.”

“Why?”

“Because being single is not the same as it was six years ago. And I don’t want you to do something that makes you feel uncomfortable.”

“Excuse me,” I said. “I’m the older sister. I have much more life experience than you.”

“I will give you that, but I think I’ve had more sexual experience.”

“Hmm, just because you’ve had more partners than me doesn’t mean you have more experience.”

“Touché,” Kat said with a laugh. “Maybe I don’t know everything about you.”

She did though. While I’d had plenty of sex in my life, I would say it had always been vanilla. My sister probably did have more experience than me in the bedroom.

“Listen, I have to get back to work, but thanks for worrying about me.”

“Always. Little sisters have to worry about their big sisters just as much as the bigs worry about the littles.”

“True. Talk to you later?”

“Yes. Let me know if you get your vagina massaged.”

I laughed.

“And tell Mom and Dad hi from me.”

“Ugh.”

This time, Kat laughed.

While our parents lived in Minnesota, I saw them almost as much as my sister did. They lived several hours away, and I didn’t make it there very often. Which I heard complaints about every time I did visit.

Listen, if I couldn’t find the time to get laid, I definitely didn’t have time to go for a weekend visit.

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