“So,” Heather hummed once I walked out of class, “tell me all about it!”
She usually waited for me every night outside the Cathedral of Learning—or Cathy, as we called it—so we could walk back to the apartment that her parents, thankfully, paid for. I was so grateful for them, especially after what had happened with my family a few years back.
“Tell you about what?” I asked, clutching my books to my chest and blushing.
Yesterday, I might’ve sorta told her that I was attending a s*x Education class with a very handsome professor. I’d promised I’d save all the juicy details for our walk home today, but I hadn’t expected to actually lose my virginity to him!
“Don’t play, Sierra. You know what I’m talking about. Your s*x Ed course!” She nudged me and stopped at the outdoor Crazy Coffee Bar
