Hiro staggered out of the closet on noodle-legs and was instantly stampeded by Honey Lemon. He just managed to get the door shut—slammed in GoGo's face—before she bulldozed him against it. "Hiro! There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you!"
"Are you drunk?"
Honey shook her head so hard that her hair slapped Hiro in the face. "No, no, no, I just had one of Fred's cocktails, just one."
"You know he's not a licensed bartender, right? I saw him put hot sauce in a highball once."
"Hiro, I've been thinking. We should date."
Whoa,
Hiro thought.
GoGo wasn't kidding about running out of time to get a blowjob from her.
"Oh-kay..."
"Okay! Okay? Great! Yes, finally, I thought I was such a slut, swallowing your cum, but if I'm your girlfriend, it's totally fine!"
"I think you've unwittingly exposed a bit of a double standard..." Hiro really hoped she didn't want to consummate the relationship right away. He thought his balls must look like water balloons—before you turned the faucet on.
"Because I looked up how much, you know, an escort would charge to do that and it is just—" Honey rolled her eyes. "Enormous! You could make a down payment on a car for that much! The website has it listed as a fetish, can you believe that? I can't believe I got you such an exorbitant gift!"
"It's fine," Hiro told her. "Really. You're just that generous a person."
GoGo pushed on the closet door and Hiro pushed back, keeping it shut. He was not at all eager to have Honey figuring out what they'd been doing in there. Even tipsy, she was still a genius.
"But I don't want you to feel obligated to have to top that for my birthday, or for Christmas, or as my boyfriend."
"Maybe we should go on a date before we start calling ourselves—"
"You can just eat me out and we'll call it even."
"Eat you..."
Honey grabbed hold of her panties, excitedly wiggling them out from under her miniskirt and down her leggings. "Oh, I mean my vagina! Not my forearm or anything,
duh.
I forget sometimes you're a virgin."
Grabbing the top of his head, she used her superior height to shove him to his knees like she was cramming more clothes into an overstuffed suitcase. Hiro found himself staring at a miniskirt that was just too mini to cover up what Honey wasn't wearing. It was a lot pinker than GoGo's... shaved. He wonder if she always did that or if it'd come with the decision to boyfriend him.
Then, Hiro looked either way down the hall, finding it blessedly clear of passersby. The party had stretched long into the night and it seemed everyone would be either there, having a good college time whether or not the founder of the feast was present, or asleep. But he really didn't want to test his luck, as crazy good as it had been that day already.
"Maybe we should do this in private," Hiro said, fancying that he could
hear
GoGo breathing inside the closet, like one of those bulls that blared steam out of its nostrils.
"No! I want the whole world to see! I have a great boyfriend! A boyfriend who eats pussy!" And, giggling somewhat manically, Honey zoomed her hips and pressed her cunt right into Hiro's face. "Lick it for me, boyfriend," she coaxed.
Hiro parted his lips. He stuck out his tongue. She tasted sweet. Big surprise. What really shocked Hiro was how she shuddered and moaned at the first touch of his tongue, like he was running an electric current through her. Like he was playing a musical instrument with it.
