"Why do you want to go to Cyrenville?" I whined
"Because, Harp, we need a girl's getaway." Eva explained, pulling out my suitcase. "It's just for two nights."
"Two nights that I don't have." I reminded her, folding my arms over my chest.
"We'll be back in time for your shift on Sunday." She promised. "Now put some clothes in this bag before we have a repeat of PCB."
I shuddered at the memory. Eva packed for me that week and she didn't pack any bottoms for me. For the first day there, I had to tan in my bra and panties.
I went straight to my closet and began pulling day options. I chose a variety of accessories and a couple of occasion neutral shoes.
I threw them onto my bed for Eva to go through. She made sure our things weren't the same since we had a bad habit of matching. She picked up the lace bodysuits and nodded in approval. Her ombre curls bounced around her head. I rolled my eyes at her dramatic display.
"Freeing the nipple, huh?" She bounced her eyebrows suggestively. Rolling my eyes, I advanced toward her.
"I'll be wearing a bra underneath." I growled, snatching the practically see through fabric. Eva pouted in mock protest before moving on to my outfit for the day.
"You need to go shopping." She threw over her shoulder as she rummaged through my closet.
"My clothes are fine." I snapped. "You make sure I have more than enough."
It wasn't a lie. Eva had a way of tricking you into new experiences. Most of mine have been surrounded by trying on new clothes. As a self-proclaimed "label whore", she always made sure to keep us up with the newest trends.
"Oh hush." She scolded, handing me a flannel shirt and a pair of high waist shorts.
"I'm not wearing that." I threw the flannel shirt on the ground and walked to my closet.
She sighed and gave up on dressing me. I slid on the shorts as she rummaged through my shoes. I pulled on my thigh high socks and heeled combat boots. I knotted my high society tee in the front. I completed my look with a black beanie and added slight waves to my hair.
"When are we leaving?" I asked while scrolling through my phone.
"As soon as I find the lipstick you're going to wear today." She answered, opening random drawers at my primp station.
"I'm not wearing lipstick." I refused.
"And just why not?" She whined.
"If I do lipstick, I'll have to do eyes, if I do eyes, I'll have to do brows, if I have to do brows, I'll have to do foundation." I argued. "And I would like to let my face breathe before tonight. She rolled her eyes and pushed random items into a bag.
"Fine. Let's go." She exited my room without a second glance. I sighed before grabbing a few more essentials and following her out.
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"A regular hotel, huh?" I asked once we got settled.
"Yupp." Eva popped her gum.
The room was anything but regular. It was basically a large apartment. There were two rooms with their own bathrooms and balconies. The kitchen was bright and open and flowed directly into the living room. All of the electronics were state of the art.
This is too much.
"Sweet." I replied dryly, adding a coat of mascara. "Steve?"
"Nope." She shook her head. "Eldredge."
I shuddered at the thought of what she had to do to score this place.
"Chill. I only had to play nice for some potential buyers." She said, reading my mind. I shook my head and studied her appearance. Her hair was out in its signature fro that bounced with her every move. Her makeup included a sharp black wing. She was wearing black leather shorts, strappy heels, and a back black crop top.
Yo daddy wanna take me shoppin'
How fitting.
"Are you ready?" I asked, trading my combat boots for suede thigh high ones.
"I am now," she said after tossing back a shot. "Now let's go scope the landscape."
By landscape, she meant hotties. And there was no shortage. Every type was represented. Tall, short, dark, light, tattooed, pierced, clean skinned, big tits, large pecs; whatever you liked, you could find it in this building. Eva toyed with her necklace as she locked in on her target. She had long purple hair, tanned skin, and full pink lips. She was wearing a red bikini under a sheer white cover-up.
"2 o'clock." She nodded her head in the girl's direction. She was dancing and rubbing on her friend. I took a minute to observe her interrupted. Her hips swayed seductively to the beat. She was definitely the out going one of the duo. Her friend babysat the possibly virgin cocktail as she wrapped her pouty lips around the rim.
"Shit." I mumbled, Eva burst into a fit of giggles.
"Still not into girls?" She teased.
"Besides kissing every now and then?" I grinned. "Nah."
"Prude." Eva rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the girl. "Think she's down?"
"Only one way to find out." I smirked.
She returned my smile before grabbing my hand and dragging me to the bar. We found a spot next to the girl and her friend. The crowd slightly enclosed us. The new proximity clearly thrilled Eva. We signaled to the bartender for a round of shots. We needed to get this over with.
"Friend or girlfriend?" She asked, staring straight in my eyes. I glanced over her shoulder. The girl's friend was lustfully eyeing the bartender at the end of the bar.
"Definitely friend." I winked. Eva held back a giggle. We took our shots from our bartender and tossed them back. I welcomed the burn with a squeal.
"Let's do this." She grinned. She turned around and faced the girls. I walked in closer so I could hear.
"Oh. My. God." Eva got their attention and leaned forward. "You two are so... hot!" She made sure she made eye contact with the purple haired girl. They both smiled and mumbled thanks yous. The purple haired girl blushed as Eva shamelessly checked her out.
"You guys are gorgeous, too." The purple haired girl said regaining her composure, her eyes never left Eva's. Her friend seemed uncomfortable with the interaction.
Looks like someone prefers drills over scissors.
"Hey, wanna do a shot with me?" I asked suddenly. She paused to contemplate. Eva seemed to be making progress with her girl and it was my job to make sure everything ran smoothly.
"We just got here and I'm just looking for someone cool to hang with." I rushed out. "Plus that bartender," I made a point to vaguely gesture to the direction of hers. "Is really hot." She nodded in agreement. "So why not give him some business?" I grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to the bar.
"I'm Harper by the way." I held out my hand.
"Lydia." She shook it with a nervous smile.
"Nice to meet you." I returned her smile. "What are you drinking?"
She shrugged in response. I signaled for the bartender. "Do you drink?"
"Not really." She blushed.
"Scared you'll hook up with a girl?" I joked. Her jaw dropped.
"No. I uhm, I." She stuttered. "I'm not like that. No offense." I chuckled at her sudden awkwardness.
"Kissing a few girls while under the influence hardly counts as lesbianism." I winked. She breathed a sigh of relief as the bartender walked up.
"What can I get for you?" He asked, eyeing Lydia hungrily. She squirmed under his gaze.
This is way too easy.
"About that- what's your name?" I asked, bringing his attention to me. Lydia frowned slightly at the redirection.
"Zach." He drawled with a quirked eyebrow.
"Great, Zach," I giggled. "Can you do us a huge favor?"
"Depends." He leaned forward. I flashed Lydia a smile.
"My friend, Lydia, is helping me with a mission." I chirped, leaning over the bar.
"Oh yeah," he raised his eyebrows. I nodded eagerly.
"See, I'm on a scavenger hunt and there's something I can't do." I twirled a strand of my hair between my fingers. Lydia looked at me quizzically while the bartender paid close attention.
"I have to do a body shot off of someone and my boyfriend is a very jealous man and he would kill me if he heard about me licking salt off of anyone but him." I explained. The bartender smirked. "So I was wondering if Lydia could do one off of you?" I drawled, adding sweetness to my voice.
Lydia's face flushed as she realized what was happening. A mischievous grin spread across his face.
"Only if I can return the favor." He licked his lips as he returned to eyeing Lydia. She covered her face with both hands and squealed.
"Well," I drawled.
"Screw it." She breathed. I clapped as she handed me her phone to pull her hair up.
Zach gathered the items and hopped onto the bar. "How do you want me, babe?"
Her face flushed as her eyes clouded with lust. "I'm not picky." Her voice took on a husky tone.
"Versitle, I like." He smirked before pulling off his shirt. "Salt me down, baby."
He winked and handed her the salt. "I prefer the neck."
I readied the camera as he laid back. She took a sip of water and took a step forward. She licked a small spot, earning a slight moan from Zach. Lydia sprinkled the salt over the wet spot. She placed the shot glass on his belt buckle and the lime in his mouth.
"One... Two... Three..." Lydia licked Zach's neck slowly. He groaned and his head dropped back. She quickly swallowed the shot and brought her face over his to take the lime. I squealed behind the camera, making sure I still had them in frame.
"Holy shit, that was fun." She exhaled.
"My turn." Zach smirked.
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I left the club early. As much as I love a fun time, all I wanted to do was smoke my blunt and watch funny movies. I found the perfect spot on the balcony and started to roll up while watching Step Brothers.
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"Good morning!"
"If you don't shut that peppy bullshit up." I grumbled, burying myself into the covers.
"Don't be mad at me because you didn't get your clit licked last night." Eva chirped, pulling the blankets from my bare body. "Or did you?"
"Eva." I growled, glaring at her.
"I'm just saying, or do you always sleep naked?" She teased while slapping my ass.
"You're so annoying." I grumbled, finally getting out of bed.
"Blunts for breakfast?" She sang, exiting the room.
I quickly threw on a red bikini, black bodycon dress, white converse, and tied a chambray shirt around my waist. I twisted my hair into a messy bun. I skipped out on makeup and grabbed my purse and sunglasses.
"Blunts or papers?" She asked, digging through her bag.
"Both." I shrugged. "I had the peach last night."
She nodded and finished grabbing our materials. In addition to hookups, Eva and I traded vices over the years. I was always the smoker and she was the drinker. Now we can do both with the best of them.
"Alright, let's go." She chirped, fixing her camouflage shirt dress.
We exited the hotel and made our way to a garden. It was beautiful. There were bright plants and hidden pools everywhere. It gave off a relaxed jungle vibe.
"I'll be back." Eva announced once we found a secluded spot.
I laid back into a lounge chair and stretched my legs out in front of me. I pulled my dress down past my waist and leaned back. I took my phone off 'do not disturb' and let the good times roll. My phone chirped and chimed for almost a full minute before I put it on silent.
"Busy woman?" A deep voice teased beside me.
I made a shield with my hand and followed the direction. He was kind of tall with blonde hair. He had a gorgeous smile to match.
Surfer boy.
Hot but not my type.
"More like antisocial." I smirked.
"Need some company?" He asked.
I shrugged and pulled my legs up to give him room. He walked around to the other side and sat next to my thigh. His skin was warm and slightly red.
"Harper." I held out my hand.
"Wyatt." He took it slowly.
"Been here a while?" I inquired. He nodded.
"The result of two one night stands." He chuckled.
"What?" I quirked an eyebrow.
"I snuck out of mine this morning only to find out my brothers were busy with their own." He sighed.
"Sounds rough." I offered. He chuckled.
"I didn't know what to get, so I grabbed everythi-" Eva announced, her stroll coming to a complete stop. "Holy fucking shit, you're beautiful."
"Thanks, I know." I joked, watching him shift under Eva's intense gaze.
"Not you, him." She placed the tray on the table and sat directly in front of him. She kneeled close to him.
Like the cute little submissive she's not.
"Thanks." He drawled.
"I'm Eva. Her best friend." She winked.
"Wyatt." He replied.
She mumbled his name to herself. A look of desire graced her face as she rolled her tongue around in her mouth and looked off into the distance. Her hand traced her collarbone absentmindedly. Wyatt furrowed his brow in confusion.
She's moaning his name in her head. This horny hoe.
"Down girl," I threw a grape at her. "He's just being nice."
"Not my fault he has an orgasmic name." She rolled her eyes and made her way to her chair. We passed food amongst the three of us. We kept our conversations light and happy.
"Well, I'll see you ladies around." Wyatt winked. "Gotta wash last night off."
"It was nice meeting you!" I waved.
He walked away with a head nod to Eva. Eva followed him with her eyes.
"We're going to find him tonight aren't we?" I asked rhetorically.
"Yupp." She nodded.
Game on.