I can’t even afford to smell the steak.”“Don’t worry. I am on the verge of getting a huge bonus from my writing,” I said. “Consider this a... celebration.”“I know! The Peachy Keen books!” Nicky gushed. “I read a bunch of them before I’d even met you or knew who you were. I think it’s the coolest thing to be able to have your words stay in print forever.”I didn’t want to tell her that those damn books were just a means to an end. That I had written four full-blown novels without so much as a. ‘Oh, what do you know, you’re a boy. You just see us as fuck holes and you don’t care what we look like or what we think of ourselves.’ ‘Now just wait a minute, I didn’t mean it like that at all,’ he typed quickly, but Nicola had not finished. ‘We put on make-up, dye our hair, work out and eat like rabbits to please you pigs, but you don’t even notice, you just want sex sex sex and that’s the only thing that ever goes through your minds. So Alec, with all the girls I’m sure you ensnare, how. I want to feel every hair from your chest to the collection running down to your pulsing member to brush against me. I want to purr my pleasure in your ear, as your hands caress up my fleshy thighs, to have you make me arch into your wanton need. I want to feel your shoulders tense as my fingers spray over your back, feeling every muscle as you move me above you. I want to look down at our bodies and see my creamy thighs against your olive thighs, to have everything, everything single little. I had been fantasizing about it for around five years and I had been trying to get it to happen for about a year. It was a lot of effort, but Lord, I prayed that it would be worth it.I wasn't really concerned though. I knew in my heart that I would have an absolutely amazing night. It was already late at night, and most people were asleep, but my night was just starting. I mused on this thought as I threw my unfinished cigarette on the ground and exhaled, just as the dark burgundy Toyota Camry.