I was living every person's wildest wet dream – at it was my wildest wet dream. Two goddesses. Both of them ready and willing to engage in a passionate night with me. It was better than anything my fantasy could create.
And I was stupid enough to stop them.
Perhaps my family was wrong. I couldn't be a ho or a harlot. For whatever charm I had inherited from them, I just proved myself too stupid to use it.
Who refuses the kisses of two goddesses?
That's right – only an idiot would refuse them. That idiot was Me.
For some reason, I couldn't bring myself to be intimate with them. Call me old fashion but I'd rather make love than have casual sex. I have no interest in being at my most vulnerable state with a stranger – no matter how beautiful they may be. Apparently, I had already broken that rule, but I don't remember that.
Yes, I was definitely an idiot.
