WARNING: Vajayjay mention. If you're a delicate flower, look away.
Welcome to another Weekend Writing Warriors with eight from LICK. My Contemporary NA out 1st July. Here’s the quickie blurb….
Evelyn Thomas’s plans for celebrating her twenty-first birthday in Vegas were big. Huge. But she sure as hell never meant to wake up on the bathroom floor with a hang-over to rival the black plague, a very attractive half-naked tattooed man beside her, and a diamond on her finger large enough to scare King Kong. Now if she could just remember how it all happened.
We’re continuing straight on from last week. Here’s the link if you’d like a catch-up. Our heroine is reflecting upon the goals she’d had last night for her birthday (whilst dealing with her hangover pain and the stranger chilling out with her on the bathroom floor)…
Despite the presence of my hot new friend, I was pretty sure I’d failed. The pertinent parts of my anatomy felt fine. I’d heard things hurt after the first couple of times. They sure as hell had after the first. But my vagina might have been the only part of my body not giving me grief.
Still, I took a quick peek down the front of my dress. The corner of a foil package could still be seen, tucked into the side of my bra. Because if it was sitting there, strapped to me, no way would I be caught out unprepared.