That was the first time that I had ever felt like that. Maybe the second or third. Who is counting? Trymore had tried many times to get me to change my mind, she somehow has a way of getting her way with me. I sometimes can’t shake the feeling that it has to do with her name. Who names their daughter, “Trymore”? People in my country have a specialty in finding the most ludicrous names to throw at their credulous children. In my country someone can be called, “Normal” and well, you guessed right, it’s relatively normal. I digress…
That night was supposed to be the night that I cleaned the wax and the cobwebs that she believed I had accumulated over the years in my so called boring life. The thing is, I enjoy staying in my made up world. No one believed that I could conjure up powers that would leave objects or in this case organs vibrating and miraculously elongated. You see, I was the brainy girl in the hostel, that one whose social life was non-existent. I lived to watch Scandal and Billions and sleep. So when I agreed to go, my roommate was in disbelief.
I’m a plain faced girl, on a rating maybe I could be said to be a 4. I felt particularly cheeky that day. I decided to go all in since it was to be my night of saving or maybe redemption except that it would not be the kind that my parents would be happy about. I pulled out a body hugging LBD, I might have been a 4 on my face but I had a gym body, well sculpted, I had zero body issues and I knew ways in which to make up for the deficiencies. I never said that I lacked confidence by the way. So when I finally stepped out of the hostel, I pleasantly surprised them. Since no one ever expects the wallflower to have a wicked streak, my sudden shift into seduction felt like a delicious, calculated ambush.
And that, my friend is how I stepped out to The Meeting that was Fun which ignited the Fire that became a real Blazing Inferno!
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