One arm came up from the pillows, where they’d both been splayed above my head, and my small fingers twirled themselves firmly in the auburn mass of...Jason’s curls. I pushed his face harder between my legs with the butt of my hand.He made a little noise of surprise at my active enthusiasm but kept at it, his hot tongue swirling in circles around the little nub of my pleasure and lapping down to my pussy entrance. When he teased around it with his tongue I squealed; not that it tickled, but that. The year before that we were the Pussycat Dolls, we have dressedas The Spice Girls, Charlie's Angels, En Vogue, even as Victoria SecretModels. I must admit that I look forward to dressing up every year andthe week of Halloween is my favorite time. I always like spending timewith Valerie, but around Halloween it's really special, she owns a beautysalon in the city and does my hair (which I have kept long since my 18thbirthday) and make up, we try on outfits and hang out like sisters, it'sa. “Because consent is my kink!”There was a loud hoot, and Nicole beamed, clearly proud of the song, as though just by being here we were a part of that same sentiment. Maybe it’s stupid, but the applause stopped the show, some of the women standing to shout their approval, even though I knew so many of them were already anticipating the line. It was like being part of a single voice, a scream into the afternoon affirming the right to have some fucking fun without some asshole ruining it.That it. ”“I hate you.”“See, it’s not just me.” Cat gloated by my side in the waiting room of Peabody’s office.“I take it the proof helped?”“Why do I even bother ... yes it helped. Why couldn’t you have told me that years ago?”“You didn’t ask and I didn’t know you years ago.”“Give up Gretchen, you can’t win with him. Just think of him as the world’s biggest Jerk, hording all that knowledge and mocking us.” ‘And a huge Jerk for making me sit through taxes with Mr. Peabody.’“It was your choice.