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Click hereNow it was my turn to grumble. We only had the Friday rehearsal to get things right. I'd been looking forward to the bachelorette party, but the Thursday rehearsal went so poorly I didn't think I could have fun. My sister Beatrice had a big shindig planned, complete with dancers and erotically shaped foods. She had a penis cake made especially for me! And my gurls, Lisa and Nicole, added any number dildos, butt plugs and sex oils that, they said, tasted like dick. I made sure that my mom didn't attend. I wasn't sure I wanted her to know how a dick tastes.
We all met up at the Sheraton. On the ride over to the hotel I'm reading Lisa and Nicole the riot act. They'd spent the whole rehearsal canoodling with Eddie and Artie and thinking I wasn't noticing. Not once did either one of these heffahs get their steps right. I know they knew the steps because I'd showed them years before.
Do they care about my worries? No. Lisa was suggesting that she was going to slip out of the bachelorette party and go over to the Hilton for a smash session with Artie. SHE JUST MET THE NIGGA YESTERDAY!!! I told her that if she slipped out of the party, she might just as well not attend the wedding. And I was serious, too!! It's not like she didn't get a heaping helping of dick just LAST NIGHT!!!
So we're all milling around the Sheraton lobby. I see Lisa whisper in Artie's ear. I know that whisper. It's a dip out. The two of them disappeared for ten minutes. When they returned, Lisa is wiping her mouth and Artie is stumbling like a man who weighs a full nut less than he weighed when he left. She'd blown him. I gave Lisa a dirty look.
"You'd better be at this party from the beginning to the end. EVERY MUTHERFUCKING MINUTE."
That didn't appear to worry her. Apparently she'd made other plans.
I soon forgot about my libidinous girlfriends. The bachelorette party was a roaring success. Bea had things KNOCKED. By the end of the night I was drunk as fuck. I took a cab back to my townhome, left the front door unlocked and fell into bed naked. Two hours later my fiancé stumbled in, also drunk as fuck, and we violated my pre-marital purity rule.
I got up around ten a.m. and made him breakfast. Then we fell back into bed and fucked until noon.
I pissed on his nuts.
- COMMENTS
Comentarista82over 2 years agoIf the job is to show Cynthia being crass, well, this exceeded that expectation. We see her irrational fears of Teralynn and Jennie to be just that; we view her "stink eye," albeit with the new wrinkle that she wanted to add some steps she liked that wouldn't be a normal part of the routine (OCD); the narcissism rears its head with what she wants as foremost on the list (yes, it is her wedding, but...). Is there some sympathy sneaking in here? Yes, albeit still about a 3 out of 10, rated.
I'm rating the story based on how you drew Cynthia, as being able to see her side still will likely never endear me to her--although you threw in that she was trying to fight the PGAD more; however, some could argue the liaison with "Fred" eliminated what sympathy she could have garnered.
Bardot1990over 2 years agoAuthorAnonymous said: "What engaged woman talks like this, outside of a male fantasy?"
This is not a romance novel. I am a woman. I dislike romance novels written from a 'female' pov. All romance novels follow the same recipe. "Girl meets boy. Girls dislikes boy. Boy has flaws. Girl gets into trouble. Boy goes out of his way to rescue girl. Girl falls in love with boy." This pap is crap writing. There are some women who enjoy sex and speak about it in crass terms, as my character Cynthia does in this novel. She is not a romance novel heroine. She is an adulteress. A great many women are adulteresses. You just dislike reading about them because they say the things you'd like to say but fear to.
Anonymousover 2 years ago"If I don't get some pipe up between my legs" ??? What engaged woman talks like this, outside of a male fantasy? If you're going to write from the male pov in every way, including the stupid dialogue, just do so. This whore is nothing but garbage, just like this series.
