"And?" Oliver asked.
"And what?" Atlas asked.
"And was she just her? Was it any different?" Oliver asked.
Atlas shook his head as a small smile fell on his lips.
"No, it was the same. She got just as wet, came just as hard, moaned just as good. Everything about it was amazing," he said.
"So, you put doubt into our girl's head, just so you could confirm that she isn't fake?" I asked angrily.
"I didn't put doubt in her head. I didn't even tell her any of that. Not really," Atlas defended.
I gave him a blank look.
"I didn't." He said.
"You don't give our girl enough credit," I said.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Atlas asked, confused.
Oliver laughed.
"Millie is one of the smartest people in this entire school Atlas. She loves us, and knows us well. I think Millie probably piece
