Free Pleasure Extraordinaire 2 (PURSUIT)

was shocked when I saw it turned positive. It can be a false
     positive, you know, and even if I’m really pregnant, the risk of having a miscarriage
     at this point is too big. I’ll wait for another week to try another test. Don’t mention
     it to anyone. I’m begging you.”
    “Okay, okay, I won’t. But stop being a Debby Downer for once. Third time’s the charm.
     Oh, my goodness, I can’t believe it.” I hug her again, careful not to squeeze her
     too tightly with my arms. Only when we hear Adam’s footsteps do I let her go and get
     back to my assigned chores.
    I pack until the evening and then help load the boxes into the brand-new truck Adam
     bought just for the move. Despite Taylor’s request for me to stay for dinner, I excuse
     myself as being tired, which is true. My muscles feel sore and not in a good way.
    “Call me immediately if something unexpected happens,” I whisper in her ear but hope
     at the same time nothing bad will happen, and she’ll have a healthy and happy pregnancy.
     If anyone deserves it, it’s Taylor.
    I walk back to my tiny, dark condo, warm up some left-over lasagna from last night,
     and settle with it and my laptop on my bed. I’ll have to go through the PE database
     to pick my lovers for tomorrow’s fun.
    Given the low rating I received for my looks, I don’t have access to the hundreds
     of escorts like Ace promised, but rather fifteen men who are mostly above thirty five
     and a little too muscled for my taste. JJ is the only one I can imagine myself with
     among the list of the fifteen interested. I click on the three-hour option on JJ’s
     profile page for tomorrow afternoon between two and five and enter the company credit
     card number I was given for my personal purchases.
    As for the second lover, I’ll have to ask Ace if he’s still interested in being the
     complimentary one. I seriously doubt he will, considering how disappointed he was
     after hearing my desire to have him and Zane together, and he won’t be entirely wrong
     about his frustration.
    What was I thinking? Ace might not be biologically related to Zane, but they grew
     up together like brothers. Having them together in a sexual act would still count
     as incest.
    I pick up my phone and stare at it hesitatingly, wishing I had the balls to call Ace
     to ask him if he’s still interested. After minutes of internal struggle, I accept
     being a coward and text him instead.
    “I’m sorry for the lunch. I shouldn’t have asked you to consider having a threesome
     with Zane. I hope you’ll forgive me. I really want you to be a part of the threesome.
     I already chose JJ to be the third.”
    My heart leaps when my phone rings with a new text from Ace.
    “Excellent choice. Apology accepted.” He really isn’t into sexting or is still cross with me.
    After dinner, I go through my lingerie collection to pick something appropriate for
     tomorrow, but I’m sure it’s useless, because I have a feeling that the boys will have
     their own choices for my clothing.
    JJ and Ace. In a way, this combination is better than Zane and Ace because I haven’t
     really had sex with either of them, and now I’ll get to have them both at the same
     time. Just thinking about being naked in front of two hot men, who desire me as much
     as I desire them, makes my insides melt.
    To distract myself and ease my agitated nerves, I log into my Netflix account and
     fire up the first episode of the last season of Frat House. Even though it’s the third
     time I’ve watched it, the handsome boys of the show keep me diverted, which again
     makes me wonder how the Hawkins Media board members can be against such a popular
     show. They surely must have a lot of money to be blind to the success of it.

The Explosion

    I f I was agitated yesterday, now I’m perplexed for the impending hours at PE. I couldn’t
     sleep well; consequently my eyes are swollen and have dark circles around. As if that’s
     not enough, I have a