What Lana Taught MeChapter 7
"Cindy, we need to talk," I said. "What about?" she said, smiling sweetly. I stopped by the library where I knew she had a study group that afternoon, and once they were all gone and we had some privacy, we sat down, facing each other very seriously and grownup-like. "About last night," I said. "What about it?" she said. Um, the rubbing your pussy for total strangers for money part? "You know, after we said we were going home for the night, and I went to the peephole place,...