Laura was applying a fresh layer of lipstick in the bathroom mirror when Rachel entered. “Are you ready, babe? The others will be here soon.” She pulled Laura towards her and kissed her cheek. “You look lovely.”
Laura smiled and tried to quiet the butterflies in her stomach. This was what she wanted. What she had wanted ever since she had found out Rachel and her husband Dylan hosted sex parties. She hadn’t wanted to ask for an invitation — her…
