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BOOK ONE - PART TWO - CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

"Last night was the last night me and Sam were gonna be able to do those things for a while. So, I told her she could live out her biggest fantasy, and I'd go along with it," Cat explained.

Jade looked curious. "Huh. So, what was it, then? What'd she have you do?"

Cat bit her lip. "Well… that's kind of private. She would probably be really embarrassed if she knew I told you."

They both knew Cat was a terrible secret-keeper. "Cat, come on."

"No. You tell me something first," Cat decided. "What's the craziest sex thing you and Beck have ever done?"

Jade gave out a bark of laughter. "You really don't need to know about that. Trust me."

"No, I do! Please tell me?" Cat asked.

Jade gave her a look, then muttered, "Well, we were part of an orgy once."

"What's an orgy?"

"Oh, God." Jade sighed deeply. "It's… think of it as a sex party. A whole bunch of people get together and do it."

"Oh, jeez." Cat glanced over at her. "And you and Beck did that?"

"Just once. Three guys and four girls. We wanted to see what it was like," Jade openly explained.

"Well, did you, like… like it?"

"Hard to say. I was pretty drunk," Jade admitted. "Must not've made much of an impression, 'cause we haven't done it since." She kicked a rock on the pathway. Then she took a pack of cigarettes out of her pocket, pulled one out, and lit it. "Okay, now tell me what Sam's thing was." She blew out a large cloud of smoke.

Cat sighed. "You can't tell her I told you, okay? And you're not allowed to make fun."

"Yeah, yeah. Just tell me."

"Okay." Cat took a deep breath. She stared at the ground while she hesitantly mumbled, "She got me naked and covered me in gravy, and then we had sex on top of her motorcycle."

"Wait," Jade chuckled, "Gravy? Like, actual gravy?"

"Yeah. Chicken gravy." Cat smiled sheepishly. "It was… interesting. I'd do it again, if she really wanted to."

Jade laughed incredulously. "So, she just dumped it all over you?"

"Well, not exactly. We put two pots by her arms and she just kind of scooped it onto me," Cat replied.

Looking extremely amused, Jade asked, "And she got turned on by that?"

"Yes." Cat's face felt warm. "You said you wouldn't make fun."

"I'm not making fun! I just… I mean, gravy, though? What'd it feel like? Was it gross?" Jade asked curiously. There was no judgement in her tone; she herself had done some pretty strange things.

"It was kind of gross at first. It's all warm and chunky and the smell is really, really strong," Cat told her. "But it was worth it, seeing Sam get so excited."

"And you did it on her motorcycle?" Jade asked in confusion.

"Yeah. We covered it with a plastic sheet and then she kind of lifted me up onto the handlebars," Cat tried to explain. "The angle was weird, but we made it work."

Jade cringed a little. "With the gravy?"

"Yeah," Cat admitted. "Not inside, but… yeah. It was a huge mess, and it kind of burned. And she made me call her Momma."

Jade snorted with laughter. "Did she really?"

"Uh-huh. She got so turned on every time I said it," Cat giggled. "I think she's really sexy, though. We both, um…" She bit her lip and flicked her eyes to the side. "Yeah. So… I wasn't disappointed."

"You did? With gravy all over you?" Jade chuckled.

"Yes. It was exciting to see her like that," Cat explained with a small smile. "And then we showered together and made love again in my bed. That time was much better. I like… I like when she uses her mouth."

Jade smiled widely. It was still pretty shocking, hearing Cat talk about these things. "Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah. I don't know how she does it, but it's amazing," Cat admitted. "And she really likes doing it, too. I don't even have to ask for it."

"Consider yourself lucky. Beck used to do it all the time. Now it's become more of a special occasion type of thing," Jade muttered. "Would you ever do it to her if she wanted it?"

Cat blushed and confessed, "I actually really want to. I'd have no idea what to do, but… I want to make her feel good, so I would try." She paused, then quietly admitted, "She let me taste it on her fingers one time." Then she cringed. "Sorry, that wasn't supposed to come out."

"It's okay," Jade laughed, "Compared to all the stuff I've done, even the gravy thing is basically nothing."

"What other stuff have you done?" Cat wondered, intrigued. It didn't surprise her at all that Jade was adventurous in bed.

Jade smiled with one corner of her lips. "Well, I'm into BDSM," she admitted. "Which probably doesn't shock you, but… yeah."

Cat had heard the term before but had no idea what it meant. "What's that?"

"Seriously?" Jade chuckled, "Think Fifty Shades of Gray."

"Oh." Cat's eyes went wide. "Oh. So, you like being tied up and stuff?"

"Sometimes. Among other things," Jade replied openly. "And Beck and I are both switches."

"What's that mean?" Cat asked.

"It means that sometimes he tops, and sometimes I do. It depends on the day," Jade explained. "And he's really into pegging."

Cat just looked over at her in silent question.

"It's when I wear a strap-on and fuck his ass," Jade casually explained.

Cat gave out a squeal and covered her ears. She wasn't even entirely sure what a strap-on was. "Jade! Jeez, too much information!"

"Well, you wanted to know," Jade laughed, shrugging. Something occurred to her, and she said, "What about you, Cat? What are you into?"

Cat blushed. "Nothing."

"Oh, come on," Jade rolled her eyes. "There must be something."

"Nothing really crazy," Cat mumbled. "I like… I like armpits."

"Armpits?" Jade hid the amusement in her voice.

"Yeah. I asked Sam if she would let me make out with her armpits, and she said yes," Cat explained, "But I still haven't done it yet."

Jade laughed. "Okay, that's a little weird. Definitely not extreme, though. But why armpits?"

"It wasn't always an armpit thing," Cat admitted. "I used to be—I am—really attracted to Sam's BO smell, and her armpits are always where it's the strongest. So, it just kind of progressed from there, and now it's a thing."

"Makes sense," Jade chuckled.

Just then, Cat's phone started buzzing in her pocket. She pulled it out and looked at the screen. It was the hospital. She knew there were only a few reasons they might be trying to contact her. Terrified, she immediately accepted the call. "Hello?"

END OF BOOK ONE - PART TWO