Page 46 of A Real Goode Time

“You caught him jerking off while thinking aboutyou?”

“Yeah.”

“Torie. How the hell are you still a virgin? You’re alone in the home of a ridiculously hot man who clearly wants you seriously fucking bad. He’s seen your tits. You’ve seen his cock. All that’s left is to just get it on already.” A pause. “Wait. What’s his cock like?”

“Horrifyingly, beautifully, incredibly enormous. I mean, justmassive.”

“Porn star big?”

“Porn star big.”

“Bigger than Max?”

Max, my best friend with sort of benefits, possessed an improbably large member, considering he was a skinny goth anime nerd and computer programmer.

“Way, way,waybigger.” I whispered, then. “Like, I’m a little scared of it. And he’s not the biggest guy either. He’s ripped, but not, like, huge.”

“Honestly, those are the guys who seem to have the biggest packages. I never go for the big beefy body builders, because for one thing I don’t like that look, but also because in my experience, it’s the guys who don’t look it that have big dicks.” She laughed. “And they tend to be freaky, too.”

“Well, you have way more experience than me, so I’ll take your word for it.”

“My word is that you should just sort of see what happens. Don’t rush things or force them with him, but don’t fight it either.” A brief pause. “But youhaveto tell him, andbeforeanything happens.”

“Yeah, I know,” I said. “That’s part of what worries me. What if we sleep together and it’s amazing and I fall for him, and then he goes back to Connecticut and I go to Alaska? I’ve never had my heart broken, and I don’t want my first time to be what breaks my heart.”

“If you get your heart broken, we’ll be there for you. Your sisters and mom will be there for you. You’ll survive it. Getting your heart broken fucking blows chunks, not gonna lie. But you’ll get over it. It’s part of life. And you can’t go around avoiding what could be amazing experiences because you’re afraid of getting hurt. You’ll never do anything, never experience anything that way.”

“That sounds like me: a virgin at almost twenty-one, never left Connecticut, no career, no hobby, no passion. Because I’ve never dared to try anything.”

“I know I was against this trip of yours, but this is a different situation now, babe. I’d say go for it. Be careful. Be alert. Trust your gut if something feels wrong. Call us every night. But go for it. And if things happen, go with it. And call me right after!”

“Yeah, I will. The moment he finishes, I’ll call you.”

“Not what I meant, but if you want to, sure.” She laughed. “I wouldn’t mind a look at his peepee.”

“Leighton. Come on.”

“I’m your inappropriate best friend. Gotta live up to the name.” A laugh. “Oh! Did you ever talk to Max?”

I hissed. “Crap. No. I feel awful. I never even told him I was leaving.”

“Well, technically, you haven’t. You’re still in Connecticut.”

“True.” I sighed. “We’re leaving soon, though, so I’ll call him later. He’ll understand.”

“Be gentle with him, Torie. He likes you. He knows you’ll never fall for him, but he still has feelings for you. And he’s a cute little guy.”

“That’s demeaning.”

“Because messing around with him but refusing to have sex with him isn’t? That’s the ultimate tease!”

“I told him if it was too hard for him to live with that, we should stop messing around. He said no, he’d take what he could get with me, and he understood.”

“Because he was hoping you’d change your mind.”

“Shit.” I slapped my forehead. “You’re probably right. Well, in that case, this is for the best. But I’ll be gentle.”

“I’m at work, so I gotta go.”