“Ha ha,” Gen retorted. “Come on, tell me more about it then. If you’re going to be her propagandist or her publicist or whatnot, you should at least run the whole spiel by me.”
“No way.” I shook my head, cheeks heating at the mere notion of a recap. I wasn’t ready to share anything that I got out of the talk. With Gen’s double major in psych and something else that kept changing every month (yeah, I lost track of the latest incarnation of that second major), I knew she’d be trying to psychoanalyze me based upon what I said about someone else.
Privacy and asexuality—those were the best ways to keep Gen off my back. For good.
“Well, fine, be that way. I guess I’ll just have to access the text on my phone,” Gen said.
“What?” Crap, had she sent the photo to her own phone in the short span of time she had my cell in her hands? Quickly, I checked my outgoing text messages and groaned. “Geneva!”
“What?” By now, she had bounded down the ladder and had gone to her desk to retrieve her phone from her bag. The cell must have been switched to silent for study hall and had stayed neglected until now. Crap. “Ah-ha! ‘There’s safe sex and there’s safest sex. Come—’”
Gen giggled at the double entendre.
“‘—and explore the anatomy of self-love in a safe and playful environment.’”
Gen shrieked in laughter. “Who the heck made this flyer?”
“Gen, I didn’t ask you for your opinion. Can we just—?”
“Sy, what exactly did they cover for the anatomical aspect?” She waggled her brows.
The above excerpt is from Bi Girls Do It Solo (Bi Girls Do It Book 1), when college freshman Sy takes matters in her own hands.
Bi Girls Do It Solo (Bi Girls Do It Book 1) is the first part of the new adult romance series Bi Girls Do It.
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