Lick Me Series 1 (Girlxintersex)

Chapter 4

Episode 4

Beth POV

"What does she do for a living?" I inquired of Mala. She was now doing my monotonous black hair in tight curls to match the peach pink outfit and heels. She suggested I needed to appear sophisticated for our first date, and I honestly don't care. I simply want the money, to give her everything she wants while keeping it quiet and pups till I complete school.

I was confident I could keep her a secret for another two years. Nothing could possibly go wrong, right? I'm not going to allow her come to my place, and we're going to make some ground rules.

"Are you familiar with Peak Pharmaceuticals?"

"Yes, it's all over the place, in every state and nearly every little town."

"She's The Damon Peak."

My lips opened in a shock since I didn't know her last name and she was quiet rich, maybe billionaire affluent. I would just need 0.0001% of her money to consider myself wealthy enough to do anything I want, whenever I want.

"How did you two meet?" At this query, a grin crept across her lips. She shook her head. And I assumed she wouldn't respond because there was a huge silence between us. "I met her at a number of banquets, and we flirted here and there."

"Flirt huh?" I teased her, thinking she'd give me more. That doesn't truly characterize how far they've fallen. You might meet someone, but that could be all. They appear to be quite familiar with one another.

"We chat and go out a couple times..." she shrugged, leaving the topic open to further discussion." We weren't sexual; she wanted it at one time, but I can't bear the thought of sleeping with a woman."

"It's not all that horrible." I proposed. Being with a woman was like being with myself; most of them had a greater understanding than men would, with the exception that women cheat so much better.

Mala wrapped another strand of my hair around the hot iron and twisted it; each time the heat got close to my face, more sweat poured out of my pores.

"Stay still." She muttered. "She's pretty hot." I immediately acknowledged, turning my head to see that I just had an hour to get dressed. "Of course she's attractive." She replied as she drew the hot iron away from my hair, which was curling down my face. "We're finished."

She shrieked and began combing through my hair with a brush to separate the curls. She then sprayed it, and it shone. The fluffiness around my face demonstrates how much volume it maintains.

"Just wipe the perspiration off and put on the air conditioning so I can apply your makeup."

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As soon as I put on the last pair of heels, there was a tap on the door. As I searched through her dozen or so clutch purses, Mala moved to open it. These dates I've gone on have truly highlighted my feminine aura. Because I never wore makeup, shoes, or gowns. College was killing me, and I had a guy who loved me regardless of how I looked.

My fingers grip on to the black clutched, not sure whether it matches with the dress or even the heel dynamic, but I didn't want to keep her waiting. I also wanted to bypass the date and go straight to the point when I had sex with her and collected the money. I'm sure the school was stamping their feet on the ground while waiting for my tuition dollars.

I took little steps down the few flights of stairs, careful not to trip. It would be really embarrassing to fall flat on my face in front of her.

Damon and Mala were gazing at me from the bottom of the steps, and I looked down to conceal my blush.