“And for you?” she asked Tracy.
“I’m not drinking.”
“How about I make you an Eazy Living?”
“What’s that?” Tracy asked.
“It’s a blend of fruit juices, no alcohol.”
“Yes. Thank you.”
When Bambi got busy making their cocktails, Tammy’s mind wandered to the night that Luca had dragged her into the locker room and fucked her senseless against a cold locker. It was not sweet. It was not tender. It was love at first fuck. Her core tightened just thinking about the way he took her.
Bambi sat cocktails in front of each of them. Coincidentally, as Tammy was thinking about Luca’s big dick, Bambi was sitting a big dick in front of her. She had poured their drinks into plastic containers shaped like a dick with a hole in the top for drinking.
“What the fuck?” Tracy coughed through a laugh.
“I know. Tacky, huh?” Bambi giggled.
“Ummm, yeah, this shit is tacky!” Tammy screeched. “I love it!”
“I knew you would,” Bambi said to Tammy.
Bambi looked over at Natasha and Tracy and shrugged.
“Y’all gotta bear with me. We’ve never had a bachelorette party here. I’m out of my element.”
“You're awesome,” Tracy assured.
“Yep,” Natasha agreed.
****
Thirty minutes later, after sucking the big cocks clean, they were headed to Tracy’s. The plan was for the ladies to meet there and have a pre-bachelorette drink and dress. They chose Tracy’s house because all the guys were over at Victoria’s, and they had been banned for lady’s night. Victoria, Emily, Jack’s sister, Amy, and Mia, Amy’s girlfriend, were on their way.
When they turned into Tracy’s driveway, Tammy noticed Emily’s Mercedes parked in front of the house. There was a black, stretch limo parked behind Emily. Tammy looked to Natasha and asked, “Who ordered a limo?”
“Don't know. It wasn't me.”
She turned toward the back seat and looked at Tracy, who simply shrugged.
When the ladies filed out of Natasha’s car and walked up the driveway, Emily got out and grabbed a garment bag out of the back seat. As she walked toward the house, Tammy marveled at how much she looked like Jack. She was tall and slender with subtle curves. Her hair was long, and it flowed like black silk, and she had the same striking blue eyes as Jack. Emily was stunning. Tammy wondered how it was possible that she was still single.
“Hey, ladies,” Emily chirped.
“Wassup, Em?” You ready to turn up?”
“Yaaaaas, honey, yaaaaas!” Emily shouted, imitating Victoria.
The ladies burst into laughter. It was hilarious whenever Amy or Emily imitated their sister-in-law’s urban accent.
Once Tracy opened the door, the ladies cackled their way to the living room. Victoria entered from the hall and asked, “What are you guys laughing at?”
“Nothing,” Tracy lied. “When did you get here?”
“’Bout forty-five minutes ago. I got bored, so I folded your towels. Why do you just leave them on top of the dryer?”
“Vic, you gonna make me take my key back.”
