“It was awesome!” Devyn says.
“No...Thunder Down Under would’ve been awesome,” Rainey counters, referring to Vegas’s all-male review featuring their finest oiled-up Aussies. “The blue guys were entertaining though.”
“Thunder Down Under!” I shout, using my best Margot Robbie impression.
Devyn scrunches her nose. “I don’t know...I can’t imagine male strippers being sexy. All those dangly parts swinging around seems like it would just be awkward.”
Rainey’s lip twitches as she pulls Devyn into a side hug. “Oh, my sweet, innocent grasshopper. One of these days we’ll dirty you up.”
Devyn blushes. “I’m not that innocent. Riley and I do lots of dirty things.”
I laugh. “Oh yeah? Like what?”
Her blush deepens. “I can’t talk about that!”
“Who are we going to tell?” I challenge. “It’s just between us girls.”
“But it’s private,” Devyn insists.
Now Rainey laughs. “I think we should play Bachelorette 20 Questions.”
“What’s that?” our bachelorette asks.
“It’s a game where we get to ask twenty questions that you have to answer, no matter how embarrassing,” Rainey explains. “You can pass on five of them but if you do, you have to take a shot. Considering you already have a heavy buzz, I’d think twice about skipping any. You wouldn’t let me decorate you with plastic penises, so you should at least give us this.”
Devyn furrows her brows. “I don’t know...”
“Oh c’mon, it’ll be fun,” I promise.
She blows out a breath. “I’m sure I’ll regret this, but fine. Ask away.”
Rainey rubs her hands together with an evil grin. “Okay, I’ll take it easy on you for the first one. How old were you when you lost your virginity?”
Devyn glares at her. “You already know the answer to that.”
Rainey laughs. “Yeah, but Charlee doesn’t.”
Devyn huffs. “Twenty-two.”
I choke on the sip I was taking. “Seriously?”
“Yes, seriously,” Devyn answers. “Why is that such a big deal? How old were you?”
“Sixteen,” I say.
“Seventeen,” Rainey answers at the same time.
“There’s nothing wrong with waiting,” I assure her, “but just out of curiosity, why did you wait so long? I’m sure it wasn’t for lack of opportunity.”
She smiles. “I wanted it to be with someone special and that someone was Riley. I love the fact that he was my first and even though there was a break in between, he’ll be my last.”
I place my open palm against my chest. “Okay, that’s actually really sweet.”
Rainey sips her club soda. “No detours to Mushville right now. Let’s get back on track. Charlee, you want to take the reins?”
“Sure.” I tap my lips in thought. “How many people have you slept with?”
“Two,” Devyn replies. “I dated a man named Jackson for a couple years. What’s your number, Charlee?”