Splash Me by Laura Lovely

Author:Laura Lovely
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Madame de Boudoir

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Sneak Peek: PUMPKIN POUNDER

Enjoy this excerpt from Book2 of the Fairytale Remix Series

Halloween, one year ago…

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“Awoooo!” My roommate Rachel howls at the full moon as we tromp three long blocks from the subway to the West Side Highway. Normally, this stretch of warehouses and parking garages would be deserted at night, but on Halloween, it’s littered with groups of rambunctious, costumed people ready for a good time. This year, Halloween is on a Friday, the moon is full, and the whole city feels electric.

We pass two women making out against the rolled-down gate in front of an auto shop. Rachel and I high-five each other. Women have to support women, and we always support a woman getting hers. “I love New York on Halloween! It’s a total fuckfest!” Rachel says.

“Everyone gets laid on Halloween!” I yell. On the opposite sidewalk, a trio of dudes dressed like the dudes from The Hangover cheer at us in agreement. “It’s in the city charter,” I tell Rachel. “That’s why people pay the high rents here. You get 99 cent pizza and a fuck buddy on Halloween.”

“Worth it!” crows Rachel. She would know. Rachel was born in New York, unlike me. I’m a transplant from Virginia. Virginia may be for lovers, but it could not contain this femme fatale. I’m like the urban version of that Dixie Chicks song, I need “wide open spaces, lots of room to make mistakes.”

I hold out my hand for Rachel to pass me the plastic bottle of orange juice and vodka we’d brought for the train ride. Our friend Seiko is bartending tonight, and she’ll hook us up with free drinks, but it never hurts to pre-game on the MTA, especially when we are trekking from Bushwick to the west side of Manhattan. Free drinks are not the only draw tonight; it’s the location as well. We’re headed to The Tug Boat, an old ship docked along an abandoned pier that’s been transformed into a somewhat secret bar. It’s dark, inconvenient, and a possible death trap—only in New York would that qualify it as an amazing place to party.

Rachel adjusts the top of her costume. “How do my tits look?” She’s dressed as a sexy alien, with a fake third breast stuck in the middle of her admirable cleavage. The bare fake nipple is painted with roll-on glitter from my show choir days.

I smack my lips. “Gorgeous! The glitter nip really elevates your look from doxy in an extraterrestrial brothel to doxy in a luxury spaceship. That costume is going to get you laid three times by 10:30pm.”

Rachel pumps her fist. “I love Halloween! You can be anything you want to be…”

“…as long as it’s sexy!” I chime in.

“You look bangin’, too. Those stitches are giving me hot Frankenstein vibes.!”

I smooth the jagged patchwork dress that hugs my hips. I’m dressed as Sally from The Nightmare before Christmas, stitched seams for joints and all.

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