Chapter 7
by 
dangerslut
As I was squirming around fixing my sports bra...
my phone buzzes. It's Ben.
"This better be the best fucking apology you've ever made!" I usually don't raise my voice in bar restrooms, but I'm pissed (get it? we're in the bathroom. lulz).
"Uh... Sorry?" comes some other voice, some not Ben voice.
"EEEP! Sorry Chris!" I hate it when I squeak. "Is everything ok?"
"Oh uh yeah hey. So definitely ok, just Ben's really drunk and I can't get him home."
This is so lame.
Lucy is a tomboy living in a new city. She's in for an intense night. She may like it. She may not, your call. This story, at its base, is about a girl getting out and getting some. Weird moments crop up where she may slip into a realm of science fiction/ fantasy. Danger, orgasms and tentacle monsters lurk around every corner!
Updated on Dec 7, 2021
by Checkl01
Created on Mar 25, 2017
by dangerslut
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