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I gap at the scene of the spray and him moaning, deeply, which vibrates me internally. My eyes run over his dick. Lex's head leans back as he groans once more, then lowers as he looks at the sink. Sighing. I stand there like a cardboard cut out, until he glances over at me. Huffing. "Sorry." I say hastily and close the door, holding the knob which twists afterwards. Run. Run. Run. My mind chants...but I freeze. My mouth watering. I haven't had sex since high school...not since after the fuckboy...my lady part was throbbing, my sensations on fire. I came, a lot. I let go off the knob and sprinted to the ladies room, cleaning myself up in the stall. My body wanting the feel of his dick in it. Stop. Stop. This ridiculous. I waited a few minuets before returning to my group.

"Must be that time of the month." Maya took the look of temptation on my face as irritation. "I have ibuprofen, it slows it down and lightens it."

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"I could use one." Maybe it'll help with an over worked sex drive. "Thanks, Maya."

She takes a pill box from her bag and begins to hand it to me, but withdraws with it before my fingers wrapped around it. "You have to introduce me to him in return."

"Not tonight..." My eyes widen.

"Yep, tonight."

"I hope you fuck him so you can stop acting like a horny baby." Kristin scoffs.

Yasmine catches onto my anxiety. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just tired from work, I might be quitting." NOOOO, why did I just tell them that!! "I'm gonna try the treadmill, I'm not sweating yet." I hurry off. On the walking machine, my fuzzy hair pokes out of my ponytail, some curls falling into my face. Ahead, I see Lex off in a room, instructing high leg pumps with a class of energetic people. Flashbacks to the restroom begin. White substance spraying. His eyes piercing mines like a powerful beam.

When I went to sleep, I had a dream of the scene over and over. I was just horny that's all, nothing will happen. I'm done with guys. They're all dogs.

I called work in the morning, Mr. Pierce's office. "This is Amanda, I'm calling to inform you that I will be resigning."

"No need to do that, you're fired." I boil at his smug tone and laughter.

"I'll see you in court." I hang up.