I could not stop shaking my head the rest of the night. That whole experience was so surreal it was hard to believe it had happened. Whenever I pictured it, though, I would get hard again. I was pretty sure it was not the last time that would happen.
What finally snapped me out of my daze was that my phone went off. I had a text from Heather.
"Mind if I call?" it read. I just called her instead.
"Hey, there, sexy," I said, lying naked in my bed. I knew she was at work.
"Hey yourself," she replied. "I was planning to start moving my stuff out of my apartment this weekend, since I have Saturday and Sunday off. Are you free to help me?"
"We're having some friends over for a pool party tomorrow," I said, "but I can come over right after that."
"Thanks," she said, "Now, who is this Trina
