"I've always been a bit of a bad girl," she said. I kissed her for the first time, tasting the spearmint of the gum in the background of the slight bitterness of the Champagne.

"Bad girls always make the best whores," I said and bit her lower lip. She moaned as I worked her clit with my fingers.

"I like being called that," she said.

"Get used to it," I said, "because you are a whore."

"Do you want to fuck me?" she asked in a shy tone.

"Let's go to the bed," I said.

She stripped my clothes off and looked surprised.

"You are really hot," she said. "Like,...