After Dusk

Chapter 8

After three hours I finally was done with my hair and make-up for the night. I decided on a short black dress open on its right side that was connected by a sliver chain and for the make-up, I kept it simple with eyeliner, mascara, black eyeshadow, lipstick and some blush because let's be honest with ourselves who is later going to be in there right mind or care enough to take everything off, the first thought after coming home is going to be to find the nearest place to puke.

Glancing at my phone I see a text from Kiara saying she is going to be here in five minutes, just in time to help me pick what heels to wear.

A few minutes later the doorbell rang followed by the door opening and voices. I knew Toma isn't going to ask any questions since I'm of age and our parents are out of town.

"Ok, I brought vodka and wine since I know you always have Red Bull and rakija at home," immediately started Kiara entering my room in her dress and heels looking so good I'd honestly beg her to fuck me.

"Good choice, now I need your help with my shoes."

"Come on, let's see what you've got," said Kiara, leaving the drinks forgotten for the time being and digging through my closet.

Pulling out a pair of black boots with heels she took one glance and just threw them on the other side of the room, "If you were going to a funeral it would be a yes but you aren't so, next."

The next one was also a pair of boots but horse riding style. "Again you were going horse riding it would be a yes, I mean you may be riding something by the end of the night but it won't be a horse I can tell you that."

Bursting out laughing I grabbed the boots out of her reach. "Let's stay away from the boots and go with heels," I suggested.

"I agree with you," she said, "but these silver ones aren't it," pointing at the heels in my hands.

"Ok, then what do you have in mind?"

"Something that is hot but also easy to get off when having sex," said Kiara without missing a beat.

"You really what me to get laid don't you? But both of us know I don't stand men so it's going to be really hard to actually find someone who I don't want to hit in the nuts."

"I didn't say anything about fucking some random gaser did I?"

I threw her a confused look, "I'm not sure I wanna know what you meant by that."

"Probably not."

"When I find out I'm still deciding if I'm going to kill you or myself if it's another one of the guys you stalk on Instagram. "

"You wouldn't complain if it's a volleyball player," pointed Kiara out.

"Well depends on who but you aren't wrong. Where are we going anyway? Best?

"No, Magic," she said smirking.

"Oh shit nice, for some time I wanted to go there but it's fucking expensive."

"I know but we both deserve some luxury after all the tests last week."

"Yea because the luxury in Croatia is to die for." Kiara only laughed at that as she reached to the back of my closet and pulled out a pair of black heels with a strap that wraps around the leg. "I thought you said something easy to take off."

"I did but fuck it, if he can't take off some heels it means an immediate red flag and he definitely won't be able to get you off so it gives you the warning to get the hell out of there."

"Great, I'm wearing it," I said, taking them from her and tieing them up my legs. Turning towards the mirror in the room I do have to say I do look hot, exactly for a good fuck.

"Damn girl if every guy there wouldn't want to bend you over the bar and eat you out they are either blind or gay," complimented Kiara giving me a tap on the but, "I would do it as well, I'm not picky."

Laughing I stuffed all my things in my purse and headed towards the door with Kiara on my heels.