Wild Child

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“No sex before the wedding.  For me and Trick.  Or for you and Rusty,” Cami says.

With my mouth hanging open, I watch her unpack her suitcase. She’s staying with me during this ridiculous celibacy thing she’s insisting she and Trick observe the last couple of days before the wedding.  She said nothing about dragging my libido into it.

 “What?” I exclaim as she crams some shorts in beside the few belongings I brought home for the month.  Having just graduated college, I didn’t pack much.  I didn’t think there was a need. Now, seeing all the crap Cami travels with, I’m glad I didn’t.  There’s not enough room for both of us in here.  “No sex for me either?  What the hell kind of twisted joke is this?”

She laughs.  “I knew you’d love it.”

“Um, excuse me. Have you met me?”

“I knew you’d love it…when I told you how good it would be for the boys.  I read an article about the benefits of anticipation.  Sexually speaking.  But then I started thinking about how much it would make the guys miss us if we weren’t so…accessible.  How much more they’d appreciate us, and how they’d realize how lucky they are to have us.”  Cami nods her head slowly, meaningfully until I see what she’s getting at.

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