We moved to my couch and she sat on my lap, legs wrapped around me. Sex After a few drinks I mentioned this guy I talk to online named Ray. “Please, Melinda, I’m a virgin.”
“I’ll be gentle, Jessa,” I reassured her. She put her hands on my head and her fingers tangled into my hair. “I don’t know…”
“Jess,” I said, leaning my forehead on hers, our lips were inches apart. “I used to horseback ride when I was a kid.”
“You probably masturbate a lot, don’t you?” I said, teasing her flower. She asked about the stories, so we went back to my house and I pulled up the story I wrote about the twins. “This is really good Linda,” she told me. “Jess?”
“Hmm?”
“Remember when we were freshmen?”
“What about it?”
“And we kissed?”
Jessa hesitated. I laid her down on my couch and spread her legs. “Don’t worry,” I told her, kissing her neck. My name is Melinda. We moved closer together. “I don’t know…”
“Jess,” I said, leaning my forehead on hers, our lips were inches apart. I’m twenty-four years old. She was panting. I wrapped her arms around her waist and hugged her to me. She was panting. She put her arms around my neck, and I knew I’d win.
