Gina giggled. “Husk of lust filled desire, huh? Maybe we should paint your body with liquid latex and peel your ‘husk of desire’ off so you can set it beside your mirror, or something.”
Gina laughed and wagged her eyebrows at me.
I pouted. “That’s not funny!”
Gina was barely able to breath, she was laughing so hard.
“I think it’s hilarious. Put your ‘husk of desire’ on display.”
“You are so freaking twisted sometimes.”
“Okay! Okay! Get back to stud man. I want to hear about you being his slut. You’ve never said anything about having a ‘husk of desire’ with Jeff,” Gina said.
I scowled at Gina, taking a sip of my favorite after dinner drink, a Slippery Nipple. It was a specialty drink that a bartender made for me once when I was in Philadelphia. The drink is Kahlua and Sambuca with a float of Bailey’s Irish Cream on top.
The bartender told me how to remember the ingredients for a Slippery Nipple so I could tell anyone anywhere else how to make it.
The bartender said, “You get a ‘Slippery Nipple’ because you kiss it (Kahlua), suck it (Sambuca) and bite it (Bailey’s Irish Cream).”
I’ve never forgotten the ingredients list since he told me that.
Gina was drinking her favorite after dinner cocktail, which was a Rusty Nail, most bartenders won’t need to look it up. It’s Scotch and Drambuie, and it’s a very popular drink.
“Okay, where was I?” I asked Gina.
“You were telling me about your daydreaming when you remembered how Carl dominated you the night before,” Gina said.
“You were at the point where he pulled you up by your hair like a caveman while you ‘basked in the afterglow of your mutual pleasure’,” Gina air quoted with her fingers, “and you zonked out on the couch.”
Gina glowed as she recounted what I had told her about Carl’s ravishment of me so far.
From The Vixen (The Lust Boat series book 2). | Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22742443-the-vixen