Alexander and Edward enter the washroom, and we follow them, my mind racing with worry about what others inside might think.

To my relief, there’s no one else in the washroom. It’s as if they had planned it this way. After all, they’re the Wilson brothers, and they are capable of arranging anything.

“You stay here. We’re going inside.” Edward takes Mia into one of the stalls.

Alexander stands before me and steps closer. “Your reward is that you can orgasm as ...