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spit in his palm and rubbed it up and down his shit.”
    A loud ‘eww’ was shared by everyone in the room.
    “I know, right? I don’t know when these guys started thinking that it’s cool to treat women like we’re all hookers or porn stars, but that shit is nasty. I mean, there was a bottle of KY right there on the nightstand and instead of using it he decided he would spit on his dick. It was one of the sickest things a guy has ever done in front of me.”
    “The porn industry has completely ruined sex,” Anna said. “Men all think that women like doggy style better than any other position. And I don’t care if you’re an a-cup your tits don’t look good if you’re on all fours. And what the fuck is up with them thinking that it’s cool to shove a finger up your ass? I don’t think they realize that women in the industry give themselves enemas so they won’t shit all over the dick.”
    “And with that I think we’ve all had too much to drink,” Tracy said. “I don’t have any desire to think about a shit covered dick.”
    “Translation: Tracy likes anal,” Gabby said. An uproar of drunken laughter passed through the ro om when Tracy flipped Gabby the bird.
    “No way, this conversation is not over. I want to know about Gabby’ s sex life,” Ivy said. “What’s it like with Eldritch? Is he a gentle lover or an S and M freak?”
    Gabby blushed and brushed one of her dreads out of her face. “He’s a gentleman all around.”
    “Bullshit!” Tracy said. “Tell them about his foot thing.”
    “Oh, ew! He’s not one of those guys, is he?” Chandra asked. “I was getting freaky with this second string football player a couple of months back. He wasn’t half bad, either. I mean the dude knew how to hit the G-spot every time he went forward. Just when I thought it was going to be the best sex of my life he pulls out, yanks off his condom and jerked off on my feet. That was weird, but when he asked me to lick his shit off my toes I about puked, Needless to say I never answered my phone when he tried to call me.”
    Gabby’s blush only grew brighter. “Ritch does have a thing for feet, but it’s not that bad. He likes to suck my toes while we’re doing it. And sometimes, as foreplay, he asks me for a foot job.”
    “What’s that?” Tracy asked. She already knew the answer, but she liked to watch Gabby squirm.
    “It’s like giving a guy a hand job only you do it with your feet. Believe it or not, it’s actually kind of sexy for me, too. He rubs my feet after and he knows all these little pressure points that can get you like instantly wet.”
    “Okay, okay, enough of the foot talk. What’s his dick like? He’s from Australia, right? Do they circumcise down there or does he have a sea cucumber?”
    “He has foreskin.”
    “Is his shit big or small?”
    “I would say it’s about average. Like six and a half, seven inches. Look at me, do you really think I could take a huge cock?”
    “Point taken,” Anna said. “Besides, I don’t know about the rest of you, but huge cocks aren’t all that great in my opinion. I was with this dude that was like nine or ten inches, he kept trying to get it all the way in, but my vagina just isn’t built for that kind of thing. I felt bad for him, it was like just the tip could fit in me.”
    “I doubt Gabby could even have taken the tip. She’s built like a third grader!” Chandra laughed.
    “Fucking right I am,” Gabby grinned. “If I could go back in time and change my answer to what I want to be when I grow up I would say ‘I just want to keep growing after thirteen.’ I can’t even ride roller coasters half of the time.”
    “Aw, poor baby,” Tracy said. She gave Gabby a little shove and the girl exaggerated the effect, acting as if she was thrown four feet.
    “Okay, this is getting lame now. Why don’t we put on a movie or something?” Marcy suggested.
    The others all agreed and began shifting positions so that they were all