“Admit it. You just had sex,” Alice hissed. Cali’s jaw dropped open. “That’s none of your business,” she replied in outrage, “and how the hell did you know?” Alice shook her head “You’re glowing orgasmically. It’s disgustingly sweet. And Kent looks ridiculously relaxed and possessive.” Brushing her best friend away and flushing a little, Cali pretended to look for her salad tongs. “Mind your own business.” “Fine,” Alice grumbled. “Don’t tell me all the dirty details.” She paused for a beat. Then added, “It was rear entry, wasn’t it?” Cali almost strangled on her shock and indignation. “It was not.” Alice chuckled maliciously. “Don’t lie to me. He has that macho glint in his eyes. I’d know that look anywhere. I’m an anthropologist, remember? And mating rituals are one of my specialties.” Sex Talk Book:Renaissance Source: Renaissance
“Oh, I see. You’re horny.” Kent cleared his throat. “I believe we’ve had more than one discussion about that adjective.” “Right,” Cali corrected, frowning as she peered at the cellulite on the top of the back of her thighs. “You’re not horny. You’re lascivious.” HornySex Talk Book:Renaissance Source: Renaissance