Erik Stevens crashes an annual Spring Break pilgrimage among a large group of friends where he meets Renata Gilliam, a big beautiful social media influencer with an inner confidence that she's too shy to express outwardly among her close friends.
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"Pink like the lips around your, maybe Pink like the skin that's under, baby Pink where it's deepest inside, crazy Pink beyond forest and thighs Pink like the secrets you hide, maybe Pink like the lid of your eye, baby Pink is where all of it starts, crazy Pink like the halls of your heart..."
Janelle Monae – "Pynk"
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Renata could hear her own heart thudding loudly on the twin bed. She crammed the pillow against her mouth hoping Erik would go away. He knocked again.
"Renata," he said a little more forcefully.
She pulled up her panties and fixed her shorts grabbing some melon scented wet wipes she had on the nightstand to wipe her fingers. The rich smell of her sex was filling her own nostrils and she hoped he wouldn't notice the flushed look on her face or the perspiration rolling across her forehead.
What could she say to him? Sorry I saw you getting some amazing fellatio? Where they grow that at? Oops?
She took a deep breath and pushed off from the bed.
The whites of his eyes were almost burgundy and the dank smell of weed wafting from his shirt hit her hard. She wanted to smoke so bad. He was only a few inches taller than her so she allowed her gaze to focus on his lips.
"Shawn said you were looking for me," he said.
What?
Maybe he didn't see her after all. Maybe in her paranoid state, she thought that she had been revealed as an accidental voyeur. Maybe he didn't hear her masturbating with the image of his fat dick on her mind. He looked so high at that moment. Run with it.
