The thought of Amber having sex at all was nauseating. It fit into the same category as knowing your parents or your siblings had sex. As far as you were concerned, they were all celibate and all their babies came from the stork. But in Amber’s case, any babies who came to her rose from the depths of hell.

“Tell me, Moxie, does Miles put an apple in your mouth instead of a ball gag since he’s fucking a pig?”

“Do the men who are with you wear a biohazard suit because your crotch is toxic?”

“Girls!”

The clicking of high heels announced Mrs. Simmons as she approached. “Thank you so much for making this carnival possible. I have gift baskets for all of you in the teachers’ lounge.”

“Wow, that’s so generous of you, Mrs. Simmons,” I said, plastering on a fake smile.

“Oh, it was the least I could do. I understand it’s Halloween, and you have so many yummy treats, I thought a nice basket of assorted Girl Scout cookies would complement that,” she said, clasping her hands together.

Well, at least the feral cats will have a hearty meal when I get home tonight. Shit, whom was I kidding? I’ll probably eat them all before I even get home. Damn voodoo Thin Mints. Amber gave me a tiny snarl and walked back with her group. I saw Renee standing by the inflatable bouncy house and steered my group in her direction.

“What they hell are you wearing?” I asked when I approached her. She was wearing a red dress, green and white knee-highs, and a red baseball cap.”

“I’m Strawberry Shortcake.”

“Umm, doesn’t Strawberry Shortcake have red hair and a big poufy hat?

“Do bunnies wear white Lulu Lemon yoga pants after Labor Day?

“Touche.”

“Are you ready for this weekend? I think it’s going to be a blast.” Renee grabbed my shoulders and shook me with excitement.

“If there are liquor and sex swings, I’m sure it will be fun.”

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.

“Come on. Where is your sense of adventure? And we are not going to a swinger party.”

“Thank God! I don’t want to see Raj’s uncut earthworm.”

“The uncut earthworm of which you speak gives me multiple orgasms each night, thank you very much.”

I’ve always tried being a good friend by listening to Renee’s sexcapade details. However, she knew an uncircumcised penis completely creeped me out. She would tell me vividly grotesque stories about pulling on Raj’s foreskin during a blow job.

“Do you ever role play like you’re calling for computer help, and he’s the tech support in India?” I said with a sly grin.

“Moxie just because Raj is Indian does not mean he has perfected an Indian accent. Plus he lived with his family in London for so long his British accent is more predominate.”

“So do you role play you’re the queen and he’s your English butler?” I offered an amused grin.

“Fuck off! We’ll pick you guys up tonight at six thirty.”

“I’ll be waiting with bated breath. And I’ll make sure to pack my knife, rope, and candlestick.”

Renee chuckled as she walked away. I placed one hand on the bouncy house and crossed one foot over another. I had a feeling my weekend was going to be like the fun house at the carnival. Annoying and full of surprises.

Renee and Raj pulled up to my apartment at precisely six thirty. God forbid Renee were a second late for this weekend’s festivities. She was probably worried the murder would happen without her there and she’d be clueless. I loved my best friend, but she was anal when it came to playing games and the rules.

A few weeks ago everyone was at Miles’s place for game night. It ended in Renee walking out because someone embezzled money in Monopoly. I tried to explain we were playing real life rules and that assholes at Boardwalk Place here knocking down the slums of Baltic Avenue and putting in million-dollar high rises. I could only imagine how serious Renee would be over this murder mystery game.

Miles was already at my place since he had to drop Dilion at his sister Kelly’s house, which was also in the city. Raj was driving his BMW S series, which was rather impressive. One of the things Raj and Renee had in common was his their love of cars and how they treated them like they were perfect children.

“Raj, you do understand we drive on the right side of the road, right?” I liked ribbing him since he grew up in England.

“Really?” he asked in a sexy British accent. “Someone might want to tell the cab drivers around here that.”

Have I mentioned another reason he and Renee got along so well? They’re both road Nazis. You were on your own if one of them saw you make a turn without your blinker on.

“Are you guys excited?” Renee turned and flashed and beauty queen smile.

“I can’t wait!” I said with too much zeal. There was only so much sarcasm I could throw at this weekend. But it was kind of fun just to annoy Renee because I loved how her nose crinkled up whenever she would get pissed.

“Moxie, don’t be a party pooper,” she chided.

Everyone in the car, including myself, laughed at Renee’s rebuttal.

We got out of the city and headed north to Wisconsin. The mansion wasn’t too far across the border, so the drive wasn’t long. Since it was Halloween weekend and Chicago traffic played a factor, we’d be lucky if we arrived next week. About a half hour into our drive, my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was a text from the man sitting next to me.

Hi.

I looked up from my phone and to the beautiful man next to me. He was focused on his phone and acted as if he hadn’t just texted the person sitting next to him.

You realize I’m sitting right next to you.

I saw a hint of a smile tug at his lips. Within seconds his fingers where flying over the keyboard of his phone. I didn’t think you wanted me announcing to the entire car that your tits look great in that shirt.

I smiled at him, but he was still focused on his phone. Miles was a filthy talker, and I loved every dirty word that slipped from his mouth.

I thought about not wearing a bra, but everyone would see my nipples. I knew the comment would get a rise out of him. He loved all aspects of my body, but my nipples had a special place in his heart… and dick.

He growled low under his breath and typed, If anyone else saw your nipples, I’d shove their eyeballs up their asses. Those beautiful buds are mine and mine alone to suck and bite.

I crossed my legs and shifted in my seat to relieve some of the sexual ache Miles was inflicting on me. But two could play at this game. You know, I love those jeans you have on, but I like them even more when they are wrapped around your ankles while I’m sucking you off.

Miles cleared his throat, shifted in his seat, and typed, I’m fucking pissed at you.

What??

Miles continued typing. You’re not wearing a skirt so I can’t slide my fingers under your panties and make you scream in the back of this car.

I pouted. The thought of Miles taking me in the back seat of a car was hot. However, I would have to take lessons from a contortionist because the space was so small.

Well, I’m pretty pissed at you, I typed.

Oh, really?

There is no room in this car for me to get on my knees and suck on your cock until your come slides down my throat.

Miles let out a strangled cough and now it was his turn to readjust himself. Well, wouldn’t that be the car’s fault, then?

Fuck off.

Miles’s eyes went from looking at his phone to scanning my body. He licked his bottom lip and returned to texting. Trust me, there is nothing I’m rather be doing in the back of this car besides having you straddled on my lap fucking the shit out of you.

I was about to text back something equally as filthy when I received text from Renee.