Page 30 of Single Girl Rules #ThreeHeadedMonster

“Only because you insisted on showing me off to everyone on that sidewalk, you naughty boy. Speaking of naughty boys…the security guard only agreed to let us in because he knew I’d be getting topless with the samurai helmet.” I turned to him and stuck my tits out. “Worth it?”

The guard nodded.

I grabbed a samurai sword off the wall and posed for the picture.

And then we rushed out and got into the limo.

Chad took the list and scanned down it. Then he checked his watch. “Well damn. We’re only one hour in and we’re almost halfway done.”

“Told you I had a plan,” I said.

“Actually, we might be more than halfway done.” He pointed to #10: Something heinous. “Do you think wearing that priceless samurai helmet counts as something heinous?”

Maybe. But I didn’t want it to. “N

o way.”

“Really? I think it might.”

“You wearing that thong is heinous,” whispered Scooter.

Chad punched his arm. “Don’t be jealous that I have the physique to pull it off. Seriously though, the samurai helmet might count.”

“It’s borderline,” I said. “Especially since it overlaps with another list item. Do you really want to risk it?” I certainly didn’t want to. Because the heinous act I had planned was going to be the highlight of my night. “By the way, do you remember the number that Adonis wrote on the ball?”

“Why?” he asked.

“Because he needs to come give me a piggyback ride.” And for the heinous act. I pressed my legs together just thinking about it.

It was going to be absolutely heinous. And oh so fun.

Chapter 8 - A Heinous Act

Saturday, Sept 14, 2013

“So do you remember Adonis’ number or not?” I asked.

“Nope,” said Chad. “But luckily I already have it in my phone. We text every now and then. We’re tight like that.”

Really? At the football game Chad had made it seem like he and Adonis had talked a few times, but I thought he’d been joking. It seemed much more likely that Chad had immediately put the number into his phone because he desperately wanted to be friends with the most popular guy on campus and then proceeded to text him too many times. But I was curious to see how this all played out.

“Good,” I said. “Give him a call and tell him to meet us outside the library.”

“Sure thing.” Chad hit call. There was no answer, but Chad left a message: “Hey man, Chad here. From the dining hall. And the football game. Anyway, me and my boys have a wild night planned to celebrate your big win today. We’ll be at Harvard Yard soon if you wanna come chill.” He ended the call. “That should do it.”

“Oh, definitely,” I said.

“There’s no way,” whispered Scooter. “Ten thousand dollars says Adonis doesn’t show.”

“I’ll take that bet.”

“Hmm…okay. But there’s something I want more than ten grand from you.” He glanced at Ash.

“You wanna fuck Ash? Deal.” We shook on it.

Ash let out a little gasp. She looked absolutely horrified.

“Trust me,” I mouthed to her.

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