I can’t remember the last time I even flirted with a guy, let alone shagged one. And whilst my rabbit toy and the bumper back of batteries I have in...stock are taking care of some of my needs, well, there are still some that aren’t getting met.I decide to go.Five hours later, I am sitting on the end of my friend’s super-king-size bed, drinking a Mojito, whilst she pulls fancy dress costumes out of her wardrobe, like a magician pulling scarves from a hat.“What about naughty nurse?” she asks,. “what the hell did you do to her ?” She screamed at me. I thought oh shit did i go to far? Did i do something wrong? I screamed past Roxy to go find out what was wrong. I found her at the sink getting a drink of water. As she turned i could tell she was off in another land still, her eyes were still rolled back in her head, her hair a mess and her shirt half tucked in. “Are you ok ? “ i asked.“Oh more than ok ! That was out of this world ! “ she replied. As i turned around there stood Roxy. We didn’t invite Eddie this weekend. When she got there, she made things a bit awkward at first, or maybe I thought that because I just knew. But the drinks started to flow. It was clear that nobody was leaving that night since we drank the rest of the bottle and some. With the music and loud talking and way more drinking this time, things were getting forgettable. I do remember at one point Alyssa kept kissing me, and Matt said, “Aww, this is awkward for me.” And she said “Nooo it doesn’t have. We began to date off and on. He was instantly attracted by my smooth as silk and white as milk skin and curls which cascaded around my shoulders prettily, my long-lashed blue eyes, my full strawberry-hued lips, and my high cheekbones,. My sense of makeup, my long dark red nails and equally dark red always freshly painted lips and copper blushed cheeks made him go weak in his knees. I always dress so sexy…I had read somewhere that there is no point in dressing up until it inspires someone else.