Page 90 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 2

“Oh—my—god! That session topped all the rest!”

I was splayed out in the recovery room, Nyra beside me.

“You say that every time, Mel.”

I laughed. “I mean it every time. Like seriously, every time I think it can’t get better, it always does.”

“I know what you mean, it has been a whirlwind with Derrick, ever since the night of the Christmas party.”

Nyra and Derrick had hooked up after that night, just as Clay and I had. We’d even played together and also enjoyed a few double dates. I had to admit that having my best friend date my lover’s brother was a bonus.

Derrick and Clay were approaching with water and chocolate.

“You know what, Ny?”

“What?”

“I’m so glad I shared those tickets with you.”

She burst out laughing, and I joined in.

Clay leaned in and pressed a square of chocolate on my waiting tongue.

I sighed contentedly, grateful I’d chosen correctly.

The End

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