I don’t like that.” I grimaced. “You can’t get a credit card until 18, so why would people care about learning how credit works before then?” I bit down on the pen I was chewing, knowing my lips were turning black from the ink but not caring. “You may not be able to get your first credit card until 18, but learning how credit works is something we should learn as kids. No, babies. No … high schoolers?” I could hear the frustration in my voice as I tried to vocalize what I wanted to say.
“Hey, morning,” Jane walked up to my cubicle. “You’re working already?”
“I’ve been here since 6 a.m.” I yawned and then stretched. “I need another coffee.”
“Oh, no—worried about Tate?”
“Not really.” I shook my head. “I wanted to avoid Jagger.”
“Oh?” She stared at me with a curious expression on her face. “Why? I thought you guys were good now.”
“Nope.” I thought for a moment then made up my mind to divulge more information. Jane was cool and nice and I didn’t think she would judge me. “Jagger is an asshole.”
“Oh, tell me more.” Jane sounded eager. “Shall we go to the kitchen and get some caffeine?”
“Yes, please.” I nodded and stood up, dropping my pen back onto my yellow legal pad. “You just have to promise not to judge me,” I said as we walked back to the kitchen.
“Trust me, I’m the last person to judge anyone. ‘Let he who is without sin cast the first stone,’ and all that.” She laughed. “Trust me, I’m not without sin.”
“Sin?” Millie walked into the office then. “Who’s without sin?” She looked bright and happy, and I wondered how her red curls were always so perfect.
“None of us,” Jane said with a laugh. “We’re just going to grab a coffee.”
“I’m in,” Millie said. Now that I observed her closely, I could see that her blue eyes looked a little tired. “Last night was hella fun. We should do it again soon.”
“Not tonight, though,” I groaned, and they both laughed.
“So what’s the dealio?” Jane asked as we walked into the kitchen.
“Dealio?” Millie looked interested. “Ooh, is there new gossip?”
“Well …” I looked around the kitchen and lowered my voice. “You guys have to promise to not tell anyone else, okay?”
“Promise.” Millie looked eager.
“Lo prometo.” Jane held her fingers in the air. “Now spill.”
“So, last night after I got home, I went over to Jagger’s,” I said dramatically and then paused. Both girls’ eyes lit up. “And we nearly had sex.”
“Nearly?” Millie sighed. “What do you mean, nearly? I would have been on his lap like white on rice.” She did a little dance, and we all laughed.
“So, we were drinking tea and I accidentally spilled it on myself—and on him.”
“’Accidentally,’ uh huh,” Jane said, and she and Millie high-fived.
“Yes, accidentally.” I giggled, already starting to feel better. “I accidentally spilled my tea, and then he pulled his briefs off …” Their eyes widened. “Uh huh, and then he was standing in front of me naked, and let’s just say, little Jagger was happy to see me, and little Jagger isn’t so little after all.”
“Oh, my God!” Jane squealed. “He got naked in front of you?”
“Tell me you proceeded to give him the best blow job of his life, please?” Millie grabbed some cups from the cupboard. “And if you don’t know how, then I will teach you. All we need is a banana.”
“No, Millie, I didn’t.” I laughed. “But he did go down on me.”
“Oh, shit, it just got real.” Jane giggled. “And?”
“And let’s just say that his tongue isn’t so little either.” I wiggled my tongue and we all burst into giggles. “I’m going to be honest, it felt great, I was ready to orgasm, I was ready to have sex, and then he asked …” I paused, feeling too shy to continue.
“Don’t hold back on us now, girl. What happened next?” Millie was practically begging me to continue.
“Well, do you remember the present he got me?”
“Oh, my God, you pegged him?” Millie’s jaw dropped, and Jane also stared at me in shock.
“What?” I asked them, confused. “I don’t even know what that is.”
“You did him from behind with the dildo?” Millie said, and I burst out laughing.
“No, no, no.” I shook my head. “Oh, hell no.”
“I’m guessing that’s not your thing?” Jane said with a smile.
“No, I’ve never done it, and I can’t see myself ever doing it. Have you guys done it?”
“No.” Jane shook her head.
“No, but there