Author: | Jezabel Foxx | ISBN: | 9781386393290 |
Publisher: | Jezabel Foxx | Publication: | June 3, 2018 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | Jezabel Foxx |
ISBN: | 9781386393290 |
Publisher: | Jezabel Foxx |
Publication: | June 3, 2018 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
What happens at the Rave, doesn't always stay at the Rave.
What was just supposed to be a fun night out with her friend, turned into something that will change Ginger's life forever.
Excerpt:
"Come on, Ginger, it'll be fun!" My best friend, Maria, begged.
I finished doing up my hair and contemplated her request. "You really want me to go to a Rave with you? You know I suck at dancing," I explained as I picked up my brush and brushed my long, flaming-red hair back and tied it into a pony-tail.
Maria pouted, sticking her adorable lips out like a little girl. At twenty-three, she was anything but little.
"No one will be watching you dance at the Rave - well, no one except all the hot, hunky guys who'll be practically slobbering over your hot ass.
I laughed at her description of my butt. It was true, I kept myself in very good shape at the gym. Some would even call me a gym rat, but I wouldn't go that far.
"All right," I agreed, sighing heavily and turning to her. "I'll go, but I'm going to be the designated driver. No drinking."
"Poo, you're no fun," she said, folding her arms across her chest and sitting heavily on the bed. "No drinking for me, either?"
I nodded. The last thing I wanted was to have to bring my friend home in a drunken stupor. Besides, a rave wasn't exactly the place you wanted to be caught in a compromising position.
She thought over my demands for a few minutes before agreeing. "Okay," but if we're going to go, we better get started."
Twenty minutes later, we were in the middle of downtown. Midnight was fast approaching and the place we'd chosen was hopping and the once-dark downtown was lit up like Christmas Eve.
"Oh man, I can't believe we're here!" she squealed, twirling around in her mini-dress, showing the world her pink panties.
"You're flashing the whole world!" I chided her.
"Ginger, you're such a prude!" We both laughed, knowing that I was anything but. "Come on, let's head on inside."
When we got inside, we were greeted by the deep booming bass of the music.
"Here," Maria handed me some ear plugs. "I had a feeling these would come in handy."
I placed the ear pieces inside my ear and relief flooded me instantly. I didn't know how anyone could stand that loud of music. I guess we were a couple of Rave virgins, as neither of us had ever been to one.
We stayed pretty close to each other as we melted into the wall-to-wall crowd. There was so many half-naked guys and girls that my inner heat was beginning to warm up without any conscious thought from me.
I looked around and found a couple of cute-looking guys that I wouldn't mind taking into the back rooms and fucking. I mean, that was kind of what we were here for, right? It certainly wasn't the music.
As Maria got more and more into the atmosphere, dancing and laughing, I found a very cute guy that got my hormones racing. He was tall, dark-haired, five o' clock shadow, the perfect-looking rogue.
What happens at the Rave, doesn't always stay at the Rave.
What was just supposed to be a fun night out with her friend, turned into something that will change Ginger's life forever.
Excerpt:
"Come on, Ginger, it'll be fun!" My best friend, Maria, begged.
I finished doing up my hair and contemplated her request. "You really want me to go to a Rave with you? You know I suck at dancing," I explained as I picked up my brush and brushed my long, flaming-red hair back and tied it into a pony-tail.
Maria pouted, sticking her adorable lips out like a little girl. At twenty-three, she was anything but little.
"No one will be watching you dance at the Rave - well, no one except all the hot, hunky guys who'll be practically slobbering over your hot ass.
I laughed at her description of my butt. It was true, I kept myself in very good shape at the gym. Some would even call me a gym rat, but I wouldn't go that far.
"All right," I agreed, sighing heavily and turning to her. "I'll go, but I'm going to be the designated driver. No drinking."
"Poo, you're no fun," she said, folding her arms across her chest and sitting heavily on the bed. "No drinking for me, either?"
I nodded. The last thing I wanted was to have to bring my friend home in a drunken stupor. Besides, a rave wasn't exactly the place you wanted to be caught in a compromising position.
She thought over my demands for a few minutes before agreeing. "Okay," but if we're going to go, we better get started."
Twenty minutes later, we were in the middle of downtown. Midnight was fast approaching and the place we'd chosen was hopping and the once-dark downtown was lit up like Christmas Eve.
"Oh man, I can't believe we're here!" she squealed, twirling around in her mini-dress, showing the world her pink panties.
"You're flashing the whole world!" I chided her.
"Ginger, you're such a prude!" We both laughed, knowing that I was anything but. "Come on, let's head on inside."
When we got inside, we were greeted by the deep booming bass of the music.
"Here," Maria handed me some ear plugs. "I had a feeling these would come in handy."
I placed the ear pieces inside my ear and relief flooded me instantly. I didn't know how anyone could stand that loud of music. I guess we were a couple of Rave virgins, as neither of us had ever been to one.
We stayed pretty close to each other as we melted into the wall-to-wall crowd. There was so many half-naked guys and girls that my inner heat was beginning to warm up without any conscious thought from me.
I looked around and found a couple of cute-looking guys that I wouldn't mind taking into the back rooms and fucking. I mean, that was kind of what we were here for, right? It certainly wasn't the music.
As Maria got more and more into the atmosphere, dancing and laughing, I found a very cute guy that got my hormones racing. He was tall, dark-haired, five o' clock shadow, the perfect-looking rogue.