“That’s where my mother always told me I was going.”
“Your mom?” I asked. I had enough to worry about without making trouble with Natalie and her boyfriend. “It’s Astrid. His very Presbyterian parents were estranged because of his lifestyle choices, and he’d been an only child. “Why?” Emily asked. “I was just kidding,” Erin said. Her husband hated both of us, and we hated him in turn. In one fluid motion, she’d gone from dressed for a night out on the town to standing there in nothing but gold high heels, earrings, and a necklace. This felt good… it was like fucking Bobbi, but different. Then, without warning, she inhaled the entire thing, deep-throating it on the second try. He was jealous and petty but had also demanded to be the one to kill me, which made him dangerous and capable of things most people weren’t. Unlike other breasts with implants, though, I couldn’t see any signs of scarring or even the dimpling that implants often left as they fought to stay perky.
