Page 64 of Remember Me

“Sorry, you’re the only one I can ask. Alyssa and Hannah are out for obvious reasons, and Wren’s super busy. Plus, I know you’ll answer my questions honestly.”

“Well, you have certainly come to the right place. Step right up to Kayla’s blow job masterclass.” She rubs her hands together.

I fill my cup up with more wine—I think I’m going to need this.

“Ok, so first things first, don’t feel like you have to fit the whole thing in your mouth, especially for your first time.”

Should I be taking notes?

“That’s good because, no lie, it was massive. Not that I have anything to reference it to, but it felt big.”

“Hold up. When did you feel it? Charlie, you dirty girl, are you holding out on me? Spill all the deets now,” she prompts, pointing a perfectly manicured finger at me.

Taking a breath, I tell her all about that night in bed when my wandering hands ended up in his pants. Kayla gasps and claps her hands.

“Look at you Charlie. Good for you, girl. Ok, secondly, no teeth. Maybe a light scraping, but no biting.”

No biting, got it.

“I’d treat it like a popsicle, lick up and down and suck the head.”

Huh, ok, I can work with that. “Wait, I have a question. Why is it called a blow job if there’s no blowing involved and only sucking?”

Kayla runs her hands down her face and sighs in exasperation. “It’s called a blow job because he blows his load, babe.” She looks at me deadpan. “You swear you’re not all sweet and innocent, and then you say stuff like that.” She shakes her head, now laughing.

“I was just curious as to its name when there isn’t any blowing involved.” I murmur, taking a sip of my wine. “How do I know if I’m doing it right?”

“Honey, if his dick is in your mouth, you’re doing right. Trust me.” She winks and pops a pretzel in her mouth.

“I want to make him feel amazing. Every time he touches me it’s like an out of body experience.”

“Well, you could always watch porn for some tips, and you can see how it’s done in real time. Maybe watch some real couples and not the scripted shit, though.”

“I’ve never watched porn before in my life, I don’t even know where I’d start.”

“Make sure you’re on private mode first and then you can search for whatever you want,” she explains like she’s teaching me something mundane.

“Private mode? Is that a site I should look at?” I ask.

She bursts out laughing, full on hysterical laughing, slapping her knees and everything. “Oh my god. No, it's your search history on your phone. You can change it to private mode, so it doesn’t track it.”

“Ohhhh.” My cheeks flame in mortification we’re even having this conversation.

God, I'm so sheltered.

“Babe, Jake knows you’ve never done this before, so why are you getting yourself so worked up over it?”

“Because, I want to be the best he’s ever had. I don’t want to disappoint him.”

Kayla sighs. “Charlie, this man has wanted you for the longest time. Whatever you do to him will be life changing. Don’t overthink this.”

Easier said than done.

“Hey, are you and Jake coming to Shutout later? It’s karaoke night, so we can watch Lyss and Theo butcher more classics?”

“Jake hasn’t mentioned anything to me yet, but sure, I’d love that.” I miss hanging out with my friends, and Shutout is always a good time. Especially as the team has their own little area where everyone leaves them alone.

“Amazing! Now let's get our tan on, those legs of yours are giving Casper the Friendly Ghost a run for his money, my friend.”