Page 57 of The Attraction File

I lifted my eyes to the vaulted ceiling and shook my head. “Really?” I chuckled a few times before I continued, “What a brilliant idea, Edgar. How has no man thought of that one before? Help a woman have an orgasm? Why, you’re a genius. I’d patent that idea before someone else does.”

“Ha ha, Evaleen. I get how that sounded. But that’s not what I meant. I don’t mean having sex with you. This would be all about you. I don’t even have to touch you if you don’t want. This would only be about guiding you to orgasm. Actually, I think they have classes for that nowadays.”

A class full of strangers getting off in front of people? No, thank you.

It’s weird enough what Edgar is suggesting without having some hippy trying to teach me to find my inner ecstasy.

“I’m sure I can teach myself, Edgar.”

That was a lie. I had been trying for fifteen years, and every time I felt close it just never happened. I even looked up YouTube how-to videos. They were surprisingly boring and creepy.

He cocked his head to the side. “Are you sure about that, Evaleen?”

He had me. I wasn’t sure. I can’t even pleasure myself, how can I ever hope to give a man pleasure. Maybe that’s why all those guys I dated ran. They knew I wouldn’t know what I was doing.

I bit my lower lip. “Okay, Edgar. Teach me your orgasm ways, oh wise one.”

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