Chloe was at my house, helping me pack for our annual Valentine's Day girl's trip. My mom had been taking me and Chloe on this trip since seventh grade. I decided that I would tell Chloe about Daniel and I.

Recently she started asking more questions. Like the day we were supposed to meet up with Victoria, she asked where I was because she had tried calling me. I made up an excuse that I went back home and took a nap. I knew she didn't believe me.

When we all got to the resort my mom went to get food, leaving Chloe and me in the room alone.

"Clo."

"Yeah," she said.

"I have to tell you something."

"What is it," she sat down with a concerned look on her face.

"If I tell you, you have to promise not to react irrationally or judge. Just let me explain first okay." I sat down. Across from her on the bed.

"Okay," she furrowed her brows.

"What would you say if I told you I lost my virginity a while ago?"

"I wouldn't believe you."

I rolled my eyes. "Come on! Be serious."

"I am being serious. When would you have had time to have sex?"

"In the time that I wasn't doing my English homework," I mumbled.

"What? Are you being serious right now?"

"Yes, I've done the deed. Multiple times actually." I couldn't even look at her.

"Are you serious? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I was scared of how you'd react."

"Why? I would never judge you for that."

"I wasn't scared of you judging me for what I did, I was scared of you judging who it was with."

"Who was it with? Asshole? I mean, Ashtray? Sorry, Asher?"

She looked dead serious, but I couldn't help but laugh. "Of course not. I would never do it with that douchebag. Apology or not."

"Then who?"

I took a deep breath, prepared for her reaction, whatever it might be. "Swear you won't judge me?"

She gave me her pinky and I took it. We pressed our thumbs together. "Swear."

"Ok," I took a deep breath. "It was with Mr. Hudson."

"You're joking right?"

"No," I whispered.

"Lydia! Are you kidding me?"

"See! I knew you would judge me!"

"No, I'm not judging. Well, I sort of am. It's just that that's not like you at all. I'm shocked."

"I know. I shocked myself."

"How did this happen?" I explained the whole situation about the grades, his wife, the cabin, and then about how we just agreed to let everything go and continue with the sexual encounters. "What the fuck, Lydia. This is crazy."

"I know. But I sort of love it."

"Does your mom know?"

"Of course not!"

"Is he any good?" I nodded shyly. "God damn!" She fell back and we both let out a laugh. "You have to tell me all of the details."

"What? No!"

"I always tell you all of my details."

"Yeah, but I never ask."

"Oh, come on. I hate to admit it but, he's hot as fuck. Now, I need to know if he can fuck."

"It's weird because you're gonna see him in class and that's all you'll think about."

"I guess. But I still want to know. I'll pretend he's someone else. I'll pretend he's that hot new kid Conner. Oh my gosh, he looks delicious. I wanna test him out."

"Fine. But then we never speak of the details again. Understand?"

"Girl Scout code. Never again."

We giggled. "Okay so... how do I explain this?"

"Fine, I'll ask questions." I nodded. "Does he have a long shlong?"

"Chloe!" I squealed.

"I gotta know. He looks like the type to be big, but you never know."

"Yes," I giggled.

"Aaahh," she squealed, and we both kept hitting each other while laughing. "How big is it?" I gave her an estimate with my hands. "Oh! So, he can rearrange some guts!"

"Aaahh! Stop!"

"But you know it's not always about the size of the prize, it's about the motion in the ocean. So does he know how to use his?"

"Oh, definitely. He's really good with his hands too. And his mouth. And just his whole body."

"Girl, you are obsessed with the dick," she laughed. "How many times have you two done it?"

"Um...," I used my fingers to count, "four and a half I think."

"Half?"

"Well, when I went to his house, we almost did it."

"Wait! You went to his house?"

"Yeah. The day that we were supposed to meet Victoria I ended up at the house before I saw her cancel. He invited me inside and we almost did it."

"Why didn't you?"

"At the moment I felt bad because it felt like I was disrespecting Victoria. But, if I could go back, I'd do it. Honestly, I wanna do it on a bed and not just on a desk or couch. I just wanna try new things."

"Ooh! Like what? You wanna get kinky. Cause I've tried the whole tied up, blindfolded, spanking, choking, face fucking thing. Let me tell you, it's exciting!"

"You have?"

"Yeah, with that one foreign exchange student that moved away. One of the times we went all out. He said it was 'a part of his country's customs during sex.' I knew he just wanted to get down. But I did not mind one bit. You should try it."

I laughed. "I don't know if he'd be down for that."

"Are you kidding me? Just looking at Victoria, she likes rough sex. And look at his tattoos. He'd totally be down to throw you around."

"How would I even get into that? What should I say?"

"Just say, 'Hey daddy! Fuck me like I'm a vixen!'"

"Chloe, shut up!" We chuckled but heard the door open, indicating my mom was back. "Remember, this conversation never happened," I whispered, and she nodded.