Book Four: Chapter 57

In her head and heart, though, she had no desire to be with him sexually or otherwise, except as a friend. He wasn’t Alex, nor was he the soft, curvy vision that she craved. She enjoyed burying her head between a pair of breasts, or hearing cute little moans while eating someone out. It was like eating tofu when she was perfectly capable of eating steak, so why settle?

And what would it mean for her? When she was alive, she knew who she was, and had the emotional scars to prove it. Years of coming to terms with her sexuality, and exploring a relationship with another woman, learning to take pride in owning her identity. Did sucking dick somehow make all of that go away?

“Is it because he isn’t Alex, and you’re afraid that he somehow threatens your identity and sexuality?” Lily slipped her arm around Dana’s neck and slid down into the chair, shoving her over until they both fit.

“I hate it when you’re blunt like that. But yes.” She sighed. “I still have all my old f