Page 1 of It'll Be Fun
Chapter One
Leah stared at Loren. “Okay, Lor,whatis your problem?” Their friend had spent the last several minutes of their first November Saturday morning girls’ breakfast uncomfortably shifting and squirming in her seat in their corner booth. “Or do wewantto know?”
“Iwant to know,” Eliza said.
Abbey snorted. “Iwant to know, too.”
“Me, too,” Cali echoed. “Switches rule.”
Abbey fist-bumped with her.
“Hey, I’mnota switch andIwant to know,” June said.
“So do I,” Shayla added. “But I’m just nosy.” She grinned. “Besides, misery loves company, and Sir made me wear a butt plug today. At least he allowed me panties.”
“We didn’t need to know either of those facts,” Abbey joked.
“Oh, puhleese,” June said. “How many of us have never worn a butt plug to one of our breakfasts?”
Eliza raised her hand with a snarky smirk thrown in.
“Youdon’t count,” June said. “You’re a damn Domme.”
Cali eased her hand up. “Switches rule,” she said again, grinning. “Although I have made the boys wear them to munches before.”
Loren wore a dark glare that probably could have Force-choked a whole platoon of stormtroopers without even giving them asphyxiation orgasms first. “Him,” she muttered as she reached for her coffee cup and took a sip. “That’smy problem.”
“Nowwhat’d Ross do?” Eliza asked.
Loren grabbed her phone from her purse and practically slammed it onto the table. “Hehas a new toy,” she grumbled, swiping open an app.
They all leaned in. “What is it?” Cali asked.
“Fucker found a fucking Bluetooth fucking vibrating fucking butt plug you can control remotely. Guess what he’s doing right now?”
Abbey grinned. “Ooh, thatisfucking evil. Gilo has one of those, but I’m not allowed to use it on him at work.”
“Yourfucking SAM is the one whotoldhim about it!” Loren griped.
“Um, you’re welcome?” Abbey’s grin widened.
“Oooh.” Eliza spun the phone around to look at the app. “I want one of those for the barbarian.” She took her phone out and snapped a pic of the app.
“Can’t you muzzle Gilo or something?” Loren asked Abbey. “Totallynotfair him giving the rest of our guys ideas. He’s fucking dangerous. You fucking switches are just…evil.”
“Hey,” Leah told her, “you know how to sayred. You’re the only person I know who has markers and Christmas trees as hard limits. I know you can damn well set limits with him. So don’t pull that pity shit here, honey. You won’t find any sympathetic ears. We’ve alllll been there. Either safeword, or knuckle under.”
“Yeah, but if I safeword for something like this, then he makes that pitiful pouty face, and you know I can’t say no to the fucking sadist when he does that. He plays dirty.”
“Then knuckle under,” Cali said. She took a sip of her coffee. “I don’t know what you want us to tell you.”
Marcia hustled into the restaurant, glanced around, spotted them, and joined them. “Sorry about that. Got caught in traffic.” She pulled up short when she saw Loren’s expression. “Geez, honey, what crawled up your ass and died?”
Loren glared while the rest of the women burst out laughing and Cali did a coffee spit-take across the table.
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Once they cleaned up Cali’s coffee mess and filled Marcia in on what had, indeed, crawled up Loren’s ass but hadn’t yet had the decency to die so she could at least forget it was there in the first place, Marcia called their informal meeting to order.
