Lana?

I turn around. To my surprise, Lana is standing in the doorway breathing hard. “What are you doing here?” I ask.

“Collecting you,” she replies with a sexy smirk. “I told you, Keri’s been giving me all the details. Did you think the little slut only talked about your tongue? I’ve heard all about that gorgeous cuntbuster and how well you use it. You’re a great friend, Andrew. If you’re as great a fuck as Keri says—and she has plenty of experience to compare to, believe me—that makes you boyfriend material, and I’m single right now.”

My eyes widen. Lana’s smirk widens, too. “So, I talked to Alyssa, and she confirmed everything Keri said. She gave me a lot more details, too—told me a lot of stories. So we talked some more, and she and Heather set this up for me. Heather was a little ****—she was always interested in you, did you know that?” I shake my head, dumbfounded. “Yeah, she was,” Lana continues. “I think that’s faded since she went off to college—she’s seriously into a guy there, and for a change, actually one worth dating—but she wasn’t sure she wanted to let go. She did, though.

“So they set this up to get you all nice and horny for me, and give you a taste of what I have to offer.” Lana’s smile turns wicked. “Come on, sexy man,” she coos. “You’ve had the appetizer. The main course is in my bedroom.”