Page 9 of Single Girl Rules #BananaParty

But Ash didn’t jump one and start making out with him. She tried to run between them to escape.

They moved out of the way too slowly though and her hand collided with the bigger erection.

She screamed at the top of her lungs again and kept running down the hall.

Slavanka and I looked at each other.

“We should probably go after her,” I said.

“Yes. Chase the silly Banana Party girl.”

Yup. We both started running after Ash. But she was a speedy little thing. “I almost forgot to ask,” I said to Slavanka as we ran through the green. “Are there any footnotes about sharing the rules? Like could I tell my boyfriend about them?”

“Single girl has no boyfriend.”

“So…no?”

“No.”

No. So the rules were only for girls’ eyes. And she had a good point. Single girls didn’t have boyfriends. I’d have to think about that. I wasn’t sure if my relationship with Chad really counted though since he went to a different school. And the promise ring didn’t mean anything. It was just a beautiful accessory with a very small diamond.

Ash sprinted across the green.

“Ash!” I yelled. “Let’s just go back to the dorm!”

“No!”

Actually, that was fine. As great as the strippers looked…they were clearly amateurs. The ones I’d planned would be way better. Plus Daddy’s jet was already stocked full of everything we needed. And I’d made the pilot fly all the way here. It would be a waste if we didn’t use it.

I quickly sent Teddybear a text telling him and Ghost to come help me.

And then I turned around to take a selfie with Slavanka. “Single Girl Rule #7: Pics or it didn’t happen!”

“Yes. Pics happen.”

I snapped the perfect shot of the two of us with Ash running around behind us on the green. I snapped another and was lucky enough to perfectly capture Teddybear bagging Ash.

I spun around. My boys were

just in time.

“What is this?” Slavanka asked as Teddybear lifted the bagged Ash over his shoulder.

“It’s time to go.” I slid my phone into my bra.

“Go to where?”

“The real Banana Party.”

Chapter 3 - Daddy’s Fun Jet

Friday, Sept 13, 2013

“What is wrong with you?” Ash said and tore the bag off her head. The anger dissipated from her face as she looked around. “Where are we?”

“Daddy’s fun jet.”

“I can see that.” She looked out the window. “Where are we going?”

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