Epilogue

It was almost time for dinner when Sam rolled over in bed with a content sigh and covered herself with the blanket. Mika’s dorm room was tidier than she had expected – no clothes were strewn on the floor, there were no empty beer bottles, and even the stacks of books were neatly organized.

“How was it?” he asked as she snuggled up to him.

“Amazing. Just amazing.” She turned her head. “Did I do okay? You were only my second, and the first one wasn’t even that long ago.”

He grinned. “Really?”

“Yeah. Just tell me how you like it, and I swear I’ll do better next time.”

“Better? Sam, you were great.”

She smiled at him. “I bet you say that to all the girls.”

“All the girls?” He chuckled. “I’m completely unprepared for having a girl over. I’ve been so busy with studying and work, I haven’t even dated. Without your condoms, we would have had to postpone.”

“My aunt Stella got them for me. That and pepper spray, so you better behave.”

He laughed. “Yeah, Stella seems like the practical type.”

Sam stared at the yellowed ceiling, then glanced around the room. There were numerous rock band posters, two acoustic guitars, and a tennis racket in the corner. Maybe he’d play a song for her if she asked?

Her phone chimed.

“Jeez, that’s Janie!” She swiped to accept the call. ”Sorry, Auntie! I’m at Mika’s place…” She shifted her weight, making the bed creak. “Sorry for missing dinner … Yes, I’m in bed … Good, really good! ... No, I don’t need a taxi. Is it okay if I stay overnight? … Yes, I know I’m an adult. I’ll tell you everything tomorrow, okay? … Yes, I will.”

Sam hung up and set the phone back on the nightstand.

“Do I still have a job?”

Sam laughed. “Don’t worry, Janie sends her best. She was just worried.”

“Phew.” He grinned, giving her a kiss on the cheek. “I like that job. It pays really well, and lately it seems to be a great place to pick up girls.”

“I’m so glad you agreed to meet,” she said. “Considering how we first met.”

His hand reached for the curve of her breast, gently caressing her. “I thought you looked super cute. But I gotta say, your underwear is a lot sexier than yesterday.”

Sam giggled. “I’m lucky Stella and I are almost the same size. She gave me free reign of her underwear drawer. I wanted something nice, just in case we’d end up here.”

“So your aunt made you… uh… experience the service at the Suites?”

“She was just covering for me. It was my idea, and to be honest, I really liked it.” She swallowed. “Do you think that’s gross?”

He grinned. “I have a beautiful girl in my bed. You could confess to being a serial killer and I’d probably go along with everything. Have fun; I’m not judging.”

“Good. Because I’d really like to continue… this. It’s like summer school. I’ve learned so much, but there are still a million things I wanna try.”

“Such as?”

Definitely anal, she thought, feeling her nipples harden as movie scenes flashed through her mind. But not until I can handle the big plug.

“I… uh… I never had one in my mouth,” she said. “I’ve watched a lot of videos, so I think I have a pretty good idea how it’s done, but no guarantees” She lifted the blanket. “Do you mind?”

“I don’t think there’s a straight guy in the world who would mind.”

Sam dove under the blanket. “Okay! Here goes nothing!”