I watched as Karyn got up and grabbed a blanket off the couch.
She immediately tried to throw it on me.
What are you doing," I asked, "I don't want that!"
"Vickie you don't have a shirt on!"
"I Know Karyn! I don't want to have my shirt on right now! Duh!"
All the guys laughed at this for some reason. I figured they were laughing at Karyn. I started to laugh, too.
Once again, Karyn tried to throw the blanket on top of me. Now she was making me mad.
Having my shirt off was a great idea and Karyn was trying to ruin my fun!
I pushed the blanket aside and tossed it over the table. As I did, my hand brushed the rock just as I was saying...
"Karyn! I wish you'd fuck off!"
Karyn's eyes shot open. I watched as she ran out of the room with a sudden urgency.
I looked over at Jon.
"I hope she's okay," I said.
"She'll be fine, Jon replied, "besides, what do you care? You probably like to think about sex more than your friends anyway!"
At first I was apalled by his statement. But then I started to think about it. I DO like to think about sex. Sex is WAY more interesting than friendship. Sex, sex, sex, sex. Sex is more interesting.
Pete saw the look on my face and chimed in.
"Vickie, don't you love to talk about sex?"
He was right. I did like to talk about sex. I didn't before, but for some reason, I felt really comfortable with everyone in the room.
"I looove to talk about sex," I said, "and I think about it all the time! It's so much fun!"
For a moment I had a feeling that all the guys in the room were trying to get me horny or take advantage of me. But just as that thought surfaced, it seemed like a good idea. These guys SHOULD be getting me horny! That's a great idea!
