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Katy glanced down, realising she was still bollock naked. ‘It is, and I’m sorry. But I am a motherfucking squirter!’ shesquealed happily. ‘AKA, I am the dirtiest bitch around town!’ She was humping the air.

Zola leaned up on one elbow, shaking her head. ‘You will be a dead dirty bitch in a minute if you don’t get to bed! We are working in the morning.’ She flopped back down again.

Katy started laughing and jumped into bed, unable to stop smiling.

‘Zo?’ she whispered.

‘Mmm?’

‘I think Ireallylike this one!’

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Zola

The following morning, Zola woke to the sound of her alarm going off. She turned in the bed, still half asleep, and smiled, stretching out one arm and wrapping it around the warm body beside her.

‘Ugh! Tell me it’s not time to get up?’ Katy’s croaky voice moaned back, and Zola’s eyes opened wide. For a second, she’d forgotten where she was. She sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes.

‘You OK?’ Katy asked, noticing that her friend seemed startled.

‘Yeah, yeah, I’m good. I just .?.?. It took me a second to remember I wasn’t in my own bed with .?.?.’ Zola stopped herself, not wanting to begin her morning feeling upset again.

Suddenly, two arms lunged for her and pulled her back into the mattress. They both laughed.

‘But how are you feeling? Are you hungover?’ Zola asked Katy between giggles.

Katy let go of her and sat up, looking dishevelled. ‘You know, I’m not. I feel great. Last night was so weird. That date with Dominic was fucking intense!’

Zola tittered and swung her legs out of the bed.

‘Zola, did I tell you, I squirted? I squirted like a hose! Like a fucking fire hydrant in the middle of New York City! I wasscooshing about like a water pistol.’ Zola was laughing hard as Katy described her transformative experience. ‘Honestly, Zo. It is fucking mental how your body can do that with the right person. I kind of feel invigorated, you know.’ Clearly, Katy was still on cloud nine after her night with the king of squirt, Dominic.

‘Babe, I know. You woke me up to fucking tell me,’ Zola chuckled, shoving her feet into her slippers and heading towards the door.

A bright Katy jumped up, wrapped her silky house coat around her and followed behind.

‘Have you ever done it, Zo? It was strange. I imagined this out-of-body experience where I’d levitate above my body, but it was actually pretty normal. Like he was just poking me off, but in the right place .?.?.’

‘Ew, babe! Too early.’ Zola loved juicy sex chat, but right now she felt a bit disgusted by her friend’s oversharing. Katy continued regardless.

‘And then I suddenly felt a pressure build inside. I didn’t know what it was. It didn’t feel like unreal good, but then gush! I was wetter than a whale in a bubble bath drinking a bottle of sparkling water! And that felt so amazing, like I had to get rid of it.’

As the two friends continued into the living room, Zola stopped in her tracks and faced Katy. Both of their faces had screwed up at an overwhelming stench.

‘Babe, what the fuck is that smell?’ Zola asked, covering her mouth and nose.

Katy shrugged, rushing to the windows and opening them widely.

‘What is that?’ Zola asked again, sniffing.

‘Oh God,’ Katy gasped. ‘The heat from the sun is making it worse!’

Zola continued sniffing around like a police dog until she reached the sofa. Hesitantly, she kneeled on the floor. She glanced behind her at Katy, who stood nervously, looking on.

‘I think it’s coming from here,’ she said.

‘Lift the cushion! Maybe there’s rotting food fell down the side?’ Katy suggested.

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