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“What’s the book about? Is it kinky?” Her eyes light up at the thought.
“Not really. I mean the sexy scenes are pretty detailed, but it’s no Fifty Shades. Grandma has the Blue Ray, by the way. I found out the hard way when I stopped by the house to drop off a flyer for the food drive and she was sitting in the living room watching it. She was actually eating popcorn and saying all of the lines along with the characters.”
“Yeah, Jaime told me she has, like, multiple copies. It’s a little disturbing,” she replies before taking a drink of her iced coffee.
“Agreed. Have you talked to Lex lately?”
“She stopped by earlier in the week on her way from the salon. I’m worried.”
“Me too.”
Our order number is called and before I know it, I’m about to gorge on half a turkey Panini and mac and cheese. Before I take a bite, I grab my phone and snap a quick pic. I ignore the looks I’m getting from my sister and hit send after typing out a brief message.
Me: Enjoy your leftovers. I’ll have some mac and cheese for you.
Setting my phone down, I dig in. The cheese is still gooey, stringing from my spoon to my bowl. “This is the best stuff ever,” I mumble before shoveling a heaping spoonful into my mouth.
“It’s almost better than sex,” AJ groans as she does the same, chewing slowly as if savoring the bite.
“I barely remember,” I grumble, keeping my attention on my spoon as if it was the most interesting spoon on the planet.
“How long?”
Shrugging, I give her an honest answer. “Two years-ish.”
“Two years? Your vajayjay is gonna close up forever if you don’t use it,” she tells me with a straight face.
“That’s not how it works, and you know it. You’re a teacher for Christ’s sake. And besides, it’s not like things down there don’t…happen, it’s just that there hasn’t been an actual penis in that vicinity in a long time.”
“Vibrators?”
And cue the blush.
“Nothing to be embarrassed about. I use them all the time too. I haven’t dated much lately. The last guy, you remember Seth, don’t you? Well, we went out a few times and he was more interested in my feet than my vagina.”
“Your feet?”
“Yeah. Kept wanting to rub them, which would have been nice except it was a little creepy. The one time we did have sex, he begged to suck on my toes.”
Horrified, I gaze over at my sister. “What did you do?”
“Kicked him out of my bed and blocked him on Facebook. He tried calling a few times, but I never picked up. Eventually, he got the message,” she says shrugging her shoulders.
We both go about our lunches, cleaning our plates and all but licking our bowls of excessive cheese. When the food is all gone, we start to gather up our trash. She’s behind me, checking her phone, when I stop at the door. AJ glances up, worry marring her exotic features. “Toes?” I ask seriously before breaking out in a giggle.
“I know, right? So gross.”
Oh, I can’t wait to tell Levi about this one.
At the mall, we head straight to her favorite department store. We’re about the same size, but our tastes are way different. I like modest and things that are comfortable, and AJ is under the impression that if it hurts, it must look good. You know, shoes, underwear (she’s a thong girl and I’ve never been able to get used to them). The lower the neckline, the more she wants it.
Yet, during her job, she’s all plain pastels and paisley prints. She’s as straight-laced as they come when she’s in teacher mode. But after school? Watch out. She’s all about showing off her assets, which would be a fantastic pair of 32D boobs and a butt that I would kill for. Yeah, I may have nice legs, but my boobs barely fill a C cup, on a good day.
She instantly goes towards the bright and bold colors, while I find myself leaning towards a soft purple tank top. The neck is collared and there’s a peephole that stretches from your throat down to just above the cleavage. It’s a bit more revealing than I normally go for, but with the delicate color and the flowy material, I might be able to overlook the way the shirt gives a peek at the girls.
“Oh, you should get that,” AJ says behind me. When I turn around, I see her arms already loaded up with things to try on.
“You think?” I ask, running my hand down the soft material once more. It’s sheer with a shimmer overlay. There’s just enough material to not have to wear something underneath to keep everyone from seeing your bra.
