Marti was spooning Derek from behind, very likely only to cover her nakedness in case Kyla did the very thing she did. She just kept looking me in the eyes. Porn I tried to stop but Marti bumped her hips back and forth, seeming to want it to come right then. “Are you a virgin?” I whispered. Kyla jumped over the side leaving her shirt jumbled up with the blankets. “Well,” I said, “I thought, I mean, that was kind of my reputation, the devirginizer.”
“I know,” she said. Only one left. They were all giggling and anyone driving by would be confused as to why there were so many naked butts sticking up out of the bed of my truck. She didn’t turn the light on, so I suspected that was how she wanted it and left it off.
