Page 79 of Curveball

Gemma answers as if she’s simply rattling off a grocery list. “Again, there are a lot, but they’re mostly just for sex, not more permanent like the piercings. A majority of them simply roll on and restrict blood flow, making the erection stronger and longer lasting. Some vibrate too, which is nice for us. Then you’ve got the metal ones that go in the urethra for urethral sounding, which is inserting objects into the urethra. That’s supposed to be pleasurable for guys.”

We all stare at Gemma in complete and total shock.

Naturally, Kam asks what we’re all thinking. “How the hell do you know all that?”

She smiles. “I needed to know it for…work.”

“Are you a hooker?”

She giggles. “Sort of. I’m an attorney, but you now know I write romance novels on the side. I use a lot of this stuff in my books.”

I mumble, “I need to start reading these books.” Turning to Kam, I ask, “What did the guy last night have?”

“A piercing. I don’t know the fucking name. I’m not like the porn queen of the East, Gemma DePaul. It was my first time with one. It was fucking incredible though. It felt so good.”

My mouth falls open. “Oh wow.” I turn to the rest of the girls. “Have you guys been with any men who have dick piercings?”

Arizona and Bailey shake their heads, but Gemma gives us a small smile. I look at her wide-eyed. “When was this? When you were younger?” Gemma is about five or six years older than the rest of us and seemingly quite experienced.

Her green eyes sparkle. “Would you judge me if I told you the most recent time was this morning?”

The four of us look at each other in shock. Kam crosses her arms. “Are you telling us that Mr. Perfect Hair, doting husband and father, all-American, apple pie, Trey DePaul has a dick piercing?”

“He does,” she mock shivers, “and it’s incredible. Addicting. Life-altering.”

Kam giggles and asks, “When did he get it? It must have hurt like a bitch.”

Gemma leans back in her chair. “Let’s just say that Trey is into grand romantic gestures as one of the ways he shows his love for me.”

Kam scoffs. “If he put extra holes in his dick for you, I’d call thatlove.”

We all laugh, including Gemma.

Just then, an exceedingly attractive woman with dark hair and nearly purple eyes runs in. She’s dressed casually in a pink tracksuit but somehow makes it look fashionable with an equally stylish ponytail and sparkly headband. I look like a homeless man when I wear sweatpants. She looks like the company paid her to walk around in their clothing.

Out of breath, she pants, “I’m so sorry I’m late.”

We all look at her, having no clue who she is. I ask, “And you are…?”

She slaps the heel of her hand on her forehead. “Sorry. Hi, I’m Bristol. I’ll be doing your makeup today.”

That makes sense. Her makeup is flawless. In fact, everything about her face and body is flawless.

There’s a giant blond man with her who carries her large makeup trunk into the room and gently places it down for her. Who is this woman that she needs a bodyguard? Weird.

We all introduce ourselves as she unpacks her supplies and immediately starts working on Arizona’s makeup. “Catch me up. What have you ladies been gossiping about?”

Kam smiles. “Dick piercings. I popped my dick-piercing cherry last night, but Gemma over here is apparently a pro.” She points at Gemma who unashamedly winks.

Bristol giggles. “You guys would get along well with my friends down in Texas. That’s where I live.”

I ask, “Where in Texas? I lived in Houston for nearly six years.”

“The Dallas area.”

“Oh. I never went quite that far. What brings you all the way to Philly?”

“I used to be Ella Ervin’s personal makeup artist, traveling with her all over the world. Now that I’m married with a daughter, I only travel with her for a few big shows a year. Myhusband had some business up here, so it worked out. I know Auburn Bouvier well. His cousin is one of my girlfriends. When he heard I’d be in town today, he asked me to help out.”

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