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Chapter 4
by bsnick
Does anything happen along the way? How's the party?
The cab ride's uncomfortable as Rachel tries to remember Katrina's advice
Seeing Cecilia looking perfect as always on the other side of the cab made Rachel keep tugging at the hem of her skirt like she'd find an extra few inches of material. Not that it did any good. . Cece was always so composed, and never seemed to get into the kinds of scrapes Rachel did. Where she caved to the slightest pressure Cece stood firm, never letting herself be bullied into anything she didn't believe in.
Rachel, on the other hand, had been convinced by boyfriends that if one-night stands were fine then a girl should have no trouble putting out on the first date, be it oral, pussy or anal. Ever since then she'd had a steady stream of eager boyfriends she'd offer to fuck at the end of the night. It would be embarrassing to think of how easily she'd fallen for it if she weren't still certain it was true.
Katrina prattled on, constantly touching Rachel's thigh to re-assure her, but it just made Rachel squirm, and squirming made her remember that Katrina had convinced her panties were optional with this dress.
"Above all else you don't want pantylines," Katrina had told her, shortly before saying "Above all else don't say no to anything!" and "Above all else flirt like a hooker!" Cecilia hadn't been there for the advice, and Rachel wondered if she should pass it on.
Katrina patted her upper thigh again, making her squirm again. The feel of the rings in her labia reminded her of Katrina's words on the subject of piercings and tattoos. "Look at Angelina Jolie. She's got tons of tattoos. You can bet she's got lots of piercings too. It's a sign of self-confidence and Hollywood loves the look."
Rachel loved her piercings, partly from the erotic experiences she'd had in getting them. Mostly, though, it was the fact that her sister thought piercings were for tramps. A lot of what Rachel did hinged on her sister's disapproval. She'd discovered a long time ago that there was no orgasm last the one acquired by doing something her sister thought foul, and piercings were one of those things.
"Okay girls, here we are," Katrina announced as the taxi pulled up to a fancy mansion, driving past parked Porsches, Hummers, and limos. She hopped out, calling back to the other two, "Pay the cabby for me?"
Who pays the cabbie?
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