Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 91748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
“Could you go in your room now and get some goddamn clothes on? Noa would like to go get some breakfast with me.”
“Sure,” I replied, then turned and went back in my room, grinning.
Just like that, Elsie had managed to lighten the heaviness weighing me down. I needed that in my life right now. She was good for me. Hell, she had been Calvin’s friend all her life. Why couldn’t she be mine? I’d never done the female-friend thing, but this one sure made me feel better. And I was desperate for any escape.
She might benefit from the friendship too. She was going through her own anguish. I could distract her from it. Or just be someone she could talk to about it if she liked that kind of thing. I didn’t think I wanted to talk about my mom’s cancer. I just wanted to forget. But I could listen to her if she needed it.
The rage was gone, and I made my way to the shower, no longer dreading another day.
Fourteen
Elsie
When I reached the bottom stair, I stopped and covered my heated cheeks with my hands, trying to cool them down. Were penises supposed to get that big?
I mean, sure, I’d seen a few before, but Johnny Marsh’s sure hadn’t been that size. He put my hand on it the night of prom and asked me to jerk him off since I wouldn’t have sex with him. That was a mistake because he continued to find times to get us alone and put my hand on it again. Then he asked me to suck it, and I was done. I didn’t even like him that much. I’d just dated him because I was trying not to love Calvin.
Then there had been Jack Freeman, my freshman year of college, and he’d almost taken my virginity, but I stopped him before it happened. He got angry, and we broke up. I hadn’t gotten a real close look at his penis since he hadn’t asked me for a hand job, but it had been smaller than Johnny’s.
Brent East had been my one and only relationship that got serious enough for me to consider possibly having sex, but in the end, I couldn’t with him either. I’d been saving myself for Calvin. Wanting that first time to be with him.
I hoped that penis size didn’t run in the family. If Calvin was that size, then I might be a virgin forever. I mean, that thing wouldn’t even fit in a vagina. Would it? And the metal balls I’d glimpsed just under the rim of the head? What in the heck?! Ouch! Did females have sex with him?
I let out a small laugh.
Yes, they did. Even with his monster penis. I’d also seen the rest of him. To say he was sculpted was an understatement. And covering all the hard, defined muscles was colorful tattoos. I didn’t study them as I momentarily gawked, but I saw a flame, a snake, and crossbones, I thought. I wasn’t sure. The snake was coiled around his upper right thigh. Suffice it to say, I’d never seen a naked male body like that one before. The others had all seemed very … underwhelming.
“You good?” a male voice asked.
My head snapped up from the floor, where I’d been absently staring while thinking about Forge’s naked body, to see Ransom and Noa.
“Uh, yeah,” I stammered, feeling incredibly awkward.
“Sorry about Forge,” he said.
I shook my head and smiled shakily. “It’s fine.”
“It must have been a nice view,” Noa said in a singsong voice, then winked at me. “She’s still blushing.”
“It’s not. He’s fucking ugly,” Ransom told her, scowling.
She let out a trill of laughter, then wrapped her arms around one of his. “Don’t be jealous. I didn’t see anything. Besides, your naked body is the only one I want to see.”
He nodded, still not looking happy, then slid his arm around her waist and continued on toward the kitchen.
Glancing up the stairs, I decided I’d better go, too, before Forge came down. I wasn’t sure I could face him right now. Noa was right. I was flustered. I wanted to go back to my room and close the door, but I might pass him on the way.
Taking a deep breath, I tried to shake that off, then followed the others. We were adults. He hadn’t been embarrassed. No big deal. It was fine. I was fine.
Well … maybe not fine exactly. I’d never look at a naked man the same again. I feared no one would ever meet that expectation. Except the penis size. That was a no. A tampon any bigger than the regular size made me uncomfortable. I was positive my vagina wasn’t built for a penis Forge’s size. I wondered where he found females that had a vagina big enough.