What goes with aphrodia juice...?

She doesn't want something sweet, she's had enough sweet things for a while. Something savoury then. 

... Wieners and beans?

Sure, wieners and beans will work. With a tall glass of aphrodia juice.

It's delicious.

Now what? She's all warmed up and she feels great. Time to dig into her address book again?

She calls Lily. 

"Hello?"

"Hey, this is Audrey. And this is a booty call."

"I see. I... 'm going to have to turn you down, I've got other stuff going on. But later?"

"Yeah okay maybe later."

"You sound so crestfallen!"

"I was just, you know, hoping you'd make time."

"Sorry."

"Don't be, it's okay."

"Okay. See you around?"

"Yeah, see you around."

Click.

Let's see, who does she want to call next? There's Hannah, but she's seen enough of Hannah. There's the escorts. She really needs to meet more girls with cocks, doesn't she? All she knows other than herself is Kumi. 

There isn't, like, an international girldick symposium or whatever, is there? That would be just like the Rose Bowers.

She checks the program. 

There is, in fact, a trans and intersex cuddlepile scheduled in Club Coze for ten minutes from now.

Well that's an obvious nudge.

... She's going.

She throws on a dress and gets moving, and five minutes later she comes up on a lowered area full of pillows and a familiar-looking cloud of black tails. 

"Kumi!"

Indeed it's her. 

"Hey Audrey! Are you here for the cuddlepile? I'm hosting."

"Yeah. I thought you weren't trans though?"

"Trans and intersex, darling. Would you like to lay your head in my lap?"

"... yeah, I'd like that. I could use some moral support."

"Alright!" 

Kumi shifts a bit and pats her lap. "Come here then."

She lies down in the pillowdrift and rests her head on Kumi's lap, sideways so she can still see the rest of the circle.