Chapter 67. Be A Girl’s Girl: pt. 1

“Are you sure about this, Nelly?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, searching her eyes for any hint of doubt.

“Babe…” she sighed, pressing her palm to her chest like she was swearing an oath, dramatically. “You overthink too much. This is my decision, and I’m a thousand percent sure.”

I hummed, biting my lower lip. “If you insist, then… what time tomorrow?”

“Well,” she hesitated, then shrugged, “the birthday party starts at four p.m., actually. You can come later—when guests begin to leave. You stay behind. So we could… you know.” She leaned closer, lowering her voice. “Ride his monster dick together.”

I stiffened.

“This is so weird, Nelly,” I said flatly. “I’m not comfortable with this idea at all. Why the fuck do you want me to fuck your man alongside you? Remember the last time he cheated on you with that ginger-headed girl? The crazy thing you did…”

She waved a hand dismissively, but her jaw tightened. “What? You call that crazy?” Her