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I shrugged. “As someone who’s never had average sex, I can’t comment.”
“Oh here we go,” Will groaned, rolling his eyes.
My head bounced between the guys. My jaw had been on the floor the whole night. I was stuck in the middle of boy’s talk. These guys didn’t hold back. They’d had me gasping, shaking my head in disbelief and uncontrollably laughing to the point I snorted.
“Would you rather never be able to masturbate again, or never get a blow job?” Ryan asked.
“Never get a blow job,” they answered in unison.
“Have someone only use their hand or mouth during foreplay?” Tripp posed next.
“Surely all guys would say mouth,” Ryan said.
Neither Levi nor Will objected.
“Same for girls, right?”
“I don’t know,” Tripp said. “Fingers can work wonders.”
I’d always assumed girl talk was invasive. We spoke about things guys couldn’t even imagine. But as it turned out, boys were just as in depth as we were.
“Clearly not using your tongue properly,” Will mused.
“I don’t think we’re the right ones to settle this debate,” Levi said. “What would your answer be, Grace?”
The alcohol pumping through my veins gave me the courage to answer without wavering.
“Tongue. Definitely.”
“I knew it,” Ryan quipped. “If you’re up for it, I could–”
“You don’t want to finish that sentence,” Levi cut in.
I chuckled. It was going to take more than that to shake me. But on that note, I ought to call it a night. It was getting late. I’d never meant to stay this long. When I’d bumped into Tripp on my way out of the library and he’d suggested we hang out, I hadn’t expected it to turn into this. I opened the Uber app. Even though it was only a short drive to my dorm, the wait times were upwards of an hour. I tried a few other car apps, including the college car service, but the times weren’t any better.
“All good?” Levi asked.
“All car services are backed up.”
He checked his phone. There were a lot of notifications, messages and missed calls. Probably anotherTonight?from Veronica no doubt.
“Football game just ended,” he said.
“Oh.”
I Google-mapped how quick the walk was to my dorm.
“No way,” Levi said, eyes on my screen. “You’re not walking.”
Ava and Stella had text earlier to say they were going out, so I couldn’t get them to pick me up either. As if sensing I was ready for bed, my whole body yawned. I don’t think I was going to be able to stay awake for another hour.
“Stay here,” Levi said.
I frowned. “Pardon?”
“None of us can drive you. And I really can’t be bothered with the hour round trip to walk you home.”
I glanced down at the couch I was sitting on. I guess we were about to get a lot more familiar.
