How To Be An Egirl Novels & Stories

I shook my head, letting my eyes move over her beautiful figure as she stood before me in her fragile state, “then he’s more of a dickhead than I thought he was. All you have to do is simply be there, talk to him.” But instead of agreeing with me, she rolled her beautiful eyes at me. “That’s really vague, Er. Being me isn’t enough, it won’t be. I need to be someone better — someone, with experience. No guys want a plain girl who doesn’t know what to do or how to please a man.” “Whoa whoa!” I frowned and hoped she didn’t mean what I thought she meant. “Are you willing to go that far?”

BOOK 3: BECOMING THE CAMPUS' SEX TOY Ella’s POV “And that's our one condition, Ella Rodriguez. Do it with a lecturer of our choice, and you’ll officially become a part of the team.” The words had been ringing in my head for days. For months, I’d worked my ass off to be acknowledged in college. Acing tests, forcing smiles in every social circle, nearly breaking my back just to be seen as something more than the quiet, studious girl no one really noticed.

"Maa, is izzah coming - I said. "why you want to ask about her - she said and smiled at me teasingly. "Maa just general knowledge - I said and smiled shyly. "ohhhh general knowledge - dadi and adam screamed on the top of there lungs teasingly. "plzzz guyssss - I said. I bid bye to everyone and went to office. In office,whole day I was busy thinking that in these days how my life is changed. I mean izzah, she is something, she is different from other girls, she is childish, cute, beautiful and full of life.

He got in the car and left! Eva smiled at the girls, annoyed by their squeals and hands. Each had an outstretched hand toward her wanting to touch her and if she could, she would slap them away. But she was their beautiful, kind, goddess and she couldn't afford to offend them in any way. There were times she wished she could change her face. Be someone else even if it was for a few hours. But how many personas could she have before they all became too much? Eva.B. was enough. She'd already spent years perfecting it and was good at it. It was the one those around her loved the most. So smiling wider, she said,

“Okay. Let’s say I do this—which I won’t—but if I do, how do I even start?” She giggled. “Oh, babe. You start by making him come to you.” I rolled my eyes. “And how exactly do I do that?” Elara sighed like she was explaining basic math to a toddler. “First things first—you need the right weapons.” I frowned. “Weapons?” She grinned. “Lingerie, Evie. Sexy panties. Lacy bras. Thigh-highs.” I groaned. “Elara—” “Do not fight me on this,” she cut me off. “You need to feel hot. Confidence is everything when it comes to this game. And nothing boosts confidence like knowing you have something delicious underneath your clothes.”

Even Annie had no idea where this surge of dirty confidence came from. All her life, boys gawked over her—but she was too scared or nervous to say anything to them. Things were different now after spending a year at College, Annie had learned the power that her body held over pitiful men. If spreading her legs meant that these horny dads would enroll their children in her class again next summer, then perhaps she’d best use her assets to work. Getting rid of her good-girl persona and hopefully getting some good dick was just a cherry on top.

“I suppose you are too much of a coward…” “What did you call me?” I snap. Ten minutes later, I am standing at a different corner, where three sidewalks meet, cooing gently at Mia. “Be cute. Be open,” Beau said earlier, to prepare me. “Don’t look so constipated.” I glowered at him. “Exactly the opposite of that. You want to seem welcoming. Available. And make Mia giggle. That will pull them in.” This all seemed ridiculous. “Guys don’t want girls with babies,” I said again.