“Girl, we already drive the men crazy. That’s how we know we still got it.” I giggled. “Okay, I have to tell you something, but you have to promise not to tell anyone else. It’s a huge secret.”
“Oh, shit, what is it?” Her eyes narrowed in response. “You killed a man?”
“What? No, I didn’t kill a man.
“You have a secret husband.”
“No.”
“You have a love child.”
“Olivia?”
“You’re secretly a princess and going to move back home and take me with you and I’m going to be your lady in waiting.”
“Olivia, you watch too much TV.”
“You’re a billionaire and your rich daddy wants to marry you off to a sheikh who already has four wives.”
“If my daddy was so rich, why would he need to marry me off?”
“I don’t know? To get even more money?”
“I guess rich people never do have enough money.”
“So your daddy is rich?”
“Girl, my dad made fifty grand last year. I wouldn’t say he’s rich.” I laughed. “He still has ten years left to pay off his mortgage.”
“Oh. Yeah, my parents are still paying theirs off as well.”
“Also, since when do we say daddy?”
“Since Jane met Tate’s uppity parents.” Olivia made a face and we both laughed. “So tell me, what’s this huge secret?”
“You’re going to laugh.”
“I’m not going to laugh.” She shook her head.
“Promise.”
“I promise.”
“I got an ‘M’ shaved down there when I went for a wax yesterday.”
“Wait, what?” Olivia raised an eyebrow at me. “M as in your initial?”
“Yes, M as in Millie.” I grinned. “I figured if a guy goes down on me in the next week or so, while the M is still visible, I can say, ‘Welcome to Millie’s pussy.’”
“Oh, my word,” Olivia’s lips twitched and then she started laughing hysterically. “Are you joking me right now?”
“No, I’m not.” I mock glared at her. “Are you making fun of me? You promised not to laugh.”
“I’m sorry, but this is just precious. You had your pubic hair shaved into an M!”
“I wanted something new.” I couldn’t stop myself from laughing as well. “I know it’s crazy and stupid, but it just seemed fun.”
“Well, you know what that means, right?”
“No, what?”
“It means that Operation Get Millie Laid Within a Week is on.” Olivia nodded. “Some awesome guy has got to witness that M firsthand.”
“Who am I going to meet in a week?” I shook my head and then sighed. “Plus I know I make out in clubs with randos, but I’ve never actually had a one night stand or anything.”
“You haven’t?” Olivia looked shocked. “You’re always going on about sex.”
“Don’t get me wrong, I love sex.” I grinned. “And I love men. I’ve just never had casual sex.”
“Really?” Olivia’s eyes narrowed.
“I mean, I’ve made out with guys.” I went on. “I’ve even given a couple of blowjobs to some very questionable men and been licked and eaten out by some even more questionable ones, but I’ve never actually gone all the way with someone I’ve just met.”
“You’re not a virgin, are you?”
“No, no, of course not.” I shook my head. “I had sex with my first boyfriend when we were seventeen. It wasn’t great, but it got me on the horse.”
“I was about to say.” Olivia laughed. “If you and Jane were both virgins, I’d wonder what was in the water.”
“Do you think Birdy is a virgin?”
“I wouldn’t be shocked.” Olivia shrugged. “She’s either a virgin or a super freak. You know how those quiet ones are.”
“True, true.” I nodded. “I bet she’s super freaky. Look how she dances in the club after a couple of drinks.”
“Oh, yeah.” Olivia grinned. “She was grinding up on that one dude last time we were at Booty. I’m pretty sure his balls had never been bluer.”
“Haha.” I reached for my glass and finished the rest of my martini. “Fine, we can officially get Operation Get Millie Laid off the ground, but he has to be cute.” I paused and grinned. “And packing.”
“Obviously. No one wants a two-bit Sam.”
“Or a three-bit Sam.”
Olivia leaned in. “What’s the biggest guy you’ve been with?”
“I’ll tell you if you tell me.”
“Okay.” She nodded and finished her martini. “Shall we get another round?” She signaled the waiter to order another round of drinks before I’d even answered, then looked back at me, waiting for an answer.
“So, back when I was in college, I dated this hunky guy. His name was Jakub. His family was originally from Poland, and they’d moved to the States when he was thirteen. He spoke English well, but he still had this really hot Eastern European accent.”
“Ooh, he sounds hot.”
“He was so hot. He had the blondest hair and the bluest eyes, and this guy was cut.” I shivered remembering how hot he’d been. “He was in my English 101 class and I used to tutor him on the side. That’s how we first got to know each other. Well, after about three tutoring lessons he asked me out.”
“Wow, fast.”
“I made sure to wear the tightest tops I could around him.” I laughed. “We went on about four or five dates before I decided I was ready to go all the way with him.”
“You guys hadn’t done anything else?”
“Well, he’d touched me and stuff, but not much. Anyway, we were in his dorm room. His roommate had gone home for the weekend and we were making out on his bed. He started fingering me and I was getting all excited and then he pulled off his boxers.” I paused for dramatic effect.
“Oh gosh, continue, I can feel that this is going to be a good one.”
“He pulls out his cock and I swear to God, it was like this.” I clenched my fingers into a fist and held my hand up.
“No way.” Olivia’s eyes widened. “Are you joking?”
“Girl, I didn’t even know they could be that big.” I shuddered. “He put the tip next to me and
