Free Party Girl by Aaryn Stone

 
    Chapter
1

 
    Ava
Duncan slowed down and tried to get a good look at the numbers on a
mailbox outside one of the houses she passed. Glancing down at the slip of
paper, she confirmed that she was at the correct address. She was a few minutes
early, which gave her enough time to reverse the direction of her car and park
on the opposite side of the street.
    It was a quiet Saturday evening
with the sun slowly descending from the sky. Nights like this she wished she
could be drinking a nice wine while lounging on the balcony of an urban high
rise with her man standing proudly behind her, but that dream was as likely to
come true as the one she often had about seeing her family again. Kind of hard
to bring back the dead, just like resuscitating her life before she discovered
sex.
    Actually sex managed to find her.
    Like many teens, she lost her
virginity while in high school. The experience was wack and pointless. She had
no clue what she was doing and neither did her neighbor Tommy who finally
convinced her to let him cop more than a feel.
    The initial sensation of their
rubbing and touching turned her on, but the actual act took less than two
minutes from the time he penetrated her and the ninety seconds it took for him
to stop apologizing for cumming so soon.
    Even now, ten years later, Ava
chuckled at the memory at “Tiny Tommy.”
    At the time she didn’t realize he
was on the smaller size. Actually, he wasn’t that bad and fell in the average
category. Her sense of measurement changed when she met Drew.
    Recalling Drew and his man size
rod made lust pool between her thighs. Drew spent the two week long visit she
spent with him teaching her how to be a woman.
    Ava lucked up and earned a
scholarship to college the first time she attended and was more fortunate to
have Drew’s daughter, Briana, as her roommate. As the girls got to know each
other, Ava eventually opened up enough to reveal that she lost her parents at a
young age. Briana had invited Ava to go home with her during winter break their
first year in school. With no other plans and no other place to go, Ava
accepted the invitation.
    Ava killed the headlights of her
late model BMW, but let the engine idle. She kept the radio volume down low
while she watched to see who all was entering the house across the street.
    Rick Wesley asked her to show up
at eight, which meant she had ten minutes to kill. She only agreed to come out
and host the card game because it was her old friend and coworker from the days
they both worked at a call center. Plus he promised her a higher cut from the
game since it was last minute and fell on a Saturday night. Rick had a cousin
and two friends visiting for the weekend and he wanted to make sure they had a
good time.
    Ava was different from other
girls offering a good time. Where they simply got paid for prostituting their
bodies, Ava created a brand. Ava’s Events helped her keep her bills paid and
food on the table after she dropped out of college. It also paid the tuition
once she decided to return two years ago.
    Ava called herself an event
planner and actually did provide planning services for her parties. She hosted
and catered to her clients needs, whether it was sexual or real food they to
satisfy their appetites. Ava smirked thinking about how she managed an elite
clientele list with her classy, discreet services.
    Ava pulled down her sun visor and
checked her makeup. She hoped these men planned to play high stakes and not
drag the night on longer than they had to.
    While looking at her reflection,
she noticed the glint of sadness flicker in her light brown eyes when she
thought about Drew again. Ava knew she wouldn’t carry her emotion into her gig,
but she still had to shake the feeling. These men didn’t want her bringing her
pain to the party.
    Ava remembered meeting Briana’s
father for the first time and was surprised by the casual father-daughter relationship.
Drew was not a strict parent at all and Briana was