She snorted and shook her head, looking at herself in the mirror. Makeup, tears, spit and cum were smeared across her face, but she was grinning like she was on a high.

"Hold on, I want a picture of this," I said.

"You brought your phone?" Nicole asked.

"Snagged it on our way out," I said, thumbing it open with one hand and holding it up to take a picture of us in the mirror, my one arm around Nicole as she held it to her chest with both of hers.

"Just as long as you don't show anyone," Nicole said.

"Only Suze," I said, and took the picture.

"Oh,"...