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I shuddered before I quickly said, “Not today, thanks.” I looked over at Natasha. “Unless you want to.”
“I’m good.” She shook her head. “But maybe if I get drunk enough.”
“Yeah, haha.” I laughed and watched as the waitress walked away. “So who wants to go first?”
“Lily should,” Chelsea said, looking at her friend. “Tell us everything.”
“Fine.” Lily leaned forward and tucked her straight, jet-black hair behind her ears. She grabbed a chicken tender, dipped it into some ketchup, and took a bite. “It actually happened this summer.”
“I had a feeling,” Chelsea said. “Because I don’t know of any crazy sex you’ve had.”
“Yes, well, that’s because you haven’t heard about Fishbone.”
“Fishbone?” Natasha raised an eyebrow. “Is that a real name?”
“I doubt it.” Lily giggled. “But I only know him as Fishbone.”
“Continue, please,” I said, eager to hear more.
“So Fishbone and I met at a dive concert at some bar on Melrose.”
“Sounds like the beginning to a bad movie,” Chelsea cut in. “What did he look like?”
“He was tall, like six foot two.” Lily grinned. “He had the most amazing almond-shaped brown eyes and curly hair. He was so unique. His mom was from Vietnam and his dad was Native American and Black. Let’s just say he’s the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen in my life.”
“I just got to know, who gave a half-Black man the name Fishbone?” Natasha asked, and we all laughed.
“He was from Alabama.” Lily shrugged. “I think he said it had something to do with how much he loved fishing and eating fish or something.”
“I’m not going to say anything.” Chelsea flicked her tongue up and down, and we all groaned.
“So we were at the back of the room, standing next to each other, and he turns to me and he says…” Lily paused dramatically. “‘Come here often?’”
“Wow, unique,” Natasha interjected, and I laughed as Lily grabbed a nacho.
“I then turned to him and said, ‘I would if you were here all the time.’” Lily bit down into the crispy nacho, and I watched as sour cream got all over her face. “And then he said, ‘If you’re going to be here, then I would.’”
“Aww, how sweet.” Chelsea yawned. “Get to the good part, Lily.”
“Fine.” She grabbed a napkin and wiped her face. “Let’s just say that we started dancing, and I felt him lifting up the back of my dress.”
“Whoa.” Chelsea’s eyes widened. “In the bar?”
“It was dark and crowded.” Lily shrugged. “Anyway, we move over to the side of the room, and we started making out, and he lifted me up, and next thing I know, he’s unzipping and we’re fucking.” She blushed. “It was hot, well, at first, but then I saw this creepy guy staring at us instead of the stage, and I realized he knew exactly what we were doing.”
“Omg, Lily, you got caught having sex?” Chelsea screeched. “No way.”
“I wanted to die.” Lily giggled. “I was so close to coming, and Fishbone was muttering all these dirty things in my ear.”
“Like what?” I asked.
“‘Your pussy is so tight.’” Lily blushed. “‘Fuck, this is so hot.’ Stuff like that.”
“Then what happened?” Chelsea asked with wide eyes. “I cannot believe this.”
“Fishbone pauses for a few seconds, and he whispers in my ear, ‘Are you on the pill?’ ’cause he’s about to come.” Lily lowered her voice. “And I nod slightly, but I guess he didn’t see, so he pulls out and lowers me to the ground, and then I see his hand jerking up and down and he comes all over my dress.” She takes another bite of her nacho as if what she’d just told us was an everyday occurrence.
“Oh my,wow.” Chelsea’s eyes were huge now. “Then what happened?”
