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remembering what being
with Simon felt like and her body automatically responded, sending
a tingling wave through her body as her mind flashed back the
visions of them in the mirror. She looked back over at Kim and
couldn't hold the smile at bay any longer. "Best fucking ride of my
life."
    All six girls burst into laughter.

    * * *

    Simon opened the door to his dressing room,
stepping in quickly before shutting the door behind him. His
once-happy mood vanished instantly, pulled away when he realized
Paige was gone.
    He sighed before leaning against the door,
looking around the nearly bare room and shaking his head. He knew
it was too good to be true. He would almost believe he imagined it
all but his eyes caught on the one slip of evidence she left
behind.
    A tiny, self-satisfied smile curved his lips
as he looked down at his feet.
    Bending over, Simon reached out; grabbing
the small scrap of her silk panties off of the floor before he
slowly walked to his dressing table and sat down. He stared at
them, running the silk through his fingers and smiled.
    Looking up into the mirror, he stared at his
reflection. His smile widened as his mind slowly replayed the
events of the last hour. He could still taste her in his mouth,
smell her perfume lingering on his skin and hear the soft cries of
his name whispered from her lips.
     
     
    * * * *
     

Chapter 8
     
     
     
    Paige smiled despite her aggravated mood.
They were on their way to Riverdale, and to the Reunion. They
decided to leave early so they could explore the town a bit before
the Reunion started, so after much grumbling for the early morning
wake-up call, all six girls were crammed into Paige's car and
headed back to where it all began.
    They had been on the road
for almost an hour and the topic of conversation, as it had been
all morning, was the only thing Paige had heard since the night
before—Simon and her wild
ride .
    She knew telling her
friend's was a mistake of major proportions, but for once in her
life, she felt like bragging. They all had wonderfully sinful
stories to tell and being the spinster she felt like she was, had
nothing to tell other than how her last boyfriend liked to dress up
and play games during sex.
    She still couldn't help but smile every time
she thought about Simon or their night together, but having the
others go on about it all day was beginning to wear thin on her
nerves. What should have been a private moment had turned into a
spectacle. If she had to recount the entire thing one more time,
she was sure she'd have to kill Kim for not letting the subject
drop.
    She felt relieved they had taken the news so
well and not belittled her for being stupid enough to sleep with a
stripper. Sure, women talk about it all the time, but to actually
act on it? Now that was a different story altogether.
    "So, Paige, are you going back to The
Pleasure Dome next week?" Kim asked, grinning.
    "No, Kim. We've been over this a thousand
times already," Paige said with an exasperating sigh. "It was just
a thing, that's it."
    "Yeah, but you said it was mind blowing.
Remember? Best sex you've ever had kind of mind blowing."
    "Kim, I remember what I
said. I was there. You do know the whole point in having a one
night stand is… that's its one
night ."
    "Yeah, but if the one night was
exceptionally good, then seconds are just as tasty."
    "Well if she doesn't want him, then I may
just hang around and give him a go myself," Heather said, primping
as she looked into her small hand-held mirror. "I mean, a guy that
hot just begs to be fucked."
    "Heather!" Paige yelled, looking in her rear
view mirror.
    "What? You said you weren't going back."
    "I know but—"
    "Oh I get it," Amy said, smiling. "Paige
doesn't want him, but she doesn't want any of us having him
either."
    "I never said that," Paige protested.
    "So you wouldn't mind if one of us fucked
him six ways from Sunday?"
    "And what makes you think he'd want you?"
Paige asked, defensively.
    "Ohhhh, now you've gone