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the temperature dipping way past the sweater zone and into the cocoon-me-in-a-down-parka territory.
I speed over to Prescott like I actually have someplace to go, and with each step it feels as if I ve
tucked a sandpaper tampon high up inside me a half a dozen of them at least that have been soaked
in kerosene and lit with a match. I was a little thankful when Bryson s mother shouted she was back
from the other side of the door this morning. I used it as an excuse to hit the shower, but, truthfully, I
don t think I could have stood another round of rock the cock without having medicated myself with a
morphine drip first. I whimper a little because that s how its going to be in the future, me running from
the sword dangling from his legs, and him trying to lure me back to the bedroom by way of higher
power pharmaceuticals. I knew I d be sore, but this was too unfathomable for me to have ever
imagined. It s hard to believe other girls go through this all the time. I want to have sex with Bryson
again, it s just that I m not a big fan of having a blowtorch shoved up my nether region. And now I m
plain scared spitless to go there again.
Prescott comes up on my right, and I pause too humiliated to step inside.
Freaking Cole. It s embarrassing to hear how he handled things for me while I was away.
Who the hell cares that Jeanie Waters is trying to launch herself into Guinness by way of her love
glove? I certainly don t give a flying fuck and believe me I ve seen her attempt flying fucks it s
so not pretty. Even Thing One and Thing Two looked terrified. Clearly they were unwilling
participants in the failed acrobatics.
I head into Prescott and head up to Roxy s room hoping she s around.
The cat with its blunt F.U. greets me until the door finally opens revealing a puffy-faced
rendition of Roxy that I hardly recognize.
What happened?
She lets me in and I spot Laney sitting on the bed, Indian style.
Baya! Laney jumps up and offers a quick hug. Did you get laid?
I scoff at her dime store description of what happened this weekend, but I won t indulge her
with all the dirty details until I find out if Roxy is okay.
More like rammed with a backhoe, but what the hell happened to you while I was gone? I
pluck a tissue off the desk and offer it to Roxy. The light from the window falls over her magenta
highlights and makes her look even more gorgeous than she already is.
Bad break up. Laney nods. She s been dating Aiden Ryerson for the last three years. They
like to break up now and again to keep things interesting.
I tick my head back a notch. I m pretty sure no one signs up for that type of misery, at least not
willingly.
So, what happened? I ask.
Same thing as last time, Laney offers. He cheated.
That s terrible! I can t imagine how hurt I d be if Bryson did that to me. Of course, I d go into
a psychotic rage at first and mutilate his reproductive organs, but I m sure once I settled into prison
life, I d be pretty damn hurt.
Roxy takes a seat on the bed and starts to bawl. I lean in and rub her back while Laney rolls her
eyes as if it were unrequited drama taking place.
Don t bother feeling sorry for her. She makes a face. Once a cheat always a cheat. Laney
plucks at Roxy s arm until she s looking at her. Don t waste this opportunity. This can be a totally
empowering moment in your life if you let it. You need to embrace the pain. You should write this
new skank a thank you note for finally opening your eyes to what an asshole this guy has been all
along. Laney s curt demeanor is doing nothing to soften the blow, but I don t dare tell her.
She s right, I whisper to Roxy while pulling back her heavy curtain of hair. I bet there s a
special guy out there just waiting to meet you. Someone who will love you with all his heart and
soul. Last night comes back to me in snatches, and I cinch my legs together with a rush of pleasure.
He ll come to you at the right time. A vision of Bryson bounces through my mind as he trembled
over me while my insides tore apart at the seams.
And in the meantime? She darts a look in my direction with her eyes like two red nests.
I don t know. I glance around, and her laptop catches my attention. Watch YouTube. You can
log all kinds of insane hours watching kittens sleep and& Meerkat soaps trust me Meerkats can be
much better to spend time with than people. God note to self: discover new ways to cheer friends
the hell up without dragging poor defenseless mammals into the equation.
Yes! Laney bounces into Roxy. I spent all day yesterday watching an entire season of
Downton Abbey of course it was a remake with Legos which only made it that much more
fascinating.
Roxy and I just stare at her.
Anyway Laney shakes her head I think we all know the only thing that will make you feel
better is plotting a little revenge. We should hijack all his social networks and have him fess up to a
violent crime.
And that should land the feds at our door in about an hour, Roxy snarks. No thanks. I m not
feeling up to any internet felonies today.
Sunday is Halloween. Laney gets a crooked look in her eyes. All kinds of freaky things go
down that night.
Again, no thanks. Roxy cuts her a death ray that says, my cheating boyfriend lives to see
another day.
So Laney clears her throat tell us about your weekend, Baya. Inquiring minds want to
know all the dirty deets. Dish. Her eyes widen. Her mouth hangs open, anticipating every juicy
tidbit.
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the temperature dipping way past the sweater zone and into the cocoon-me-in-a-down-parka territory.
I speed over to Prescott like I actually have someplace to go, and with each step it feels as if I ve
tucked a sandpaper tampon high up inside me a half a dozen of them at least that have been soaked
in kerosene and lit with a match. I was a little thankful when Bryson s mother shouted she was back
from the other side of the door this morning. I used it as an excuse to hit the shower, but, truthfully, I
don t think I could have stood another round of rock the cock without having medicated myself with a
morphine drip first. I whimper a little because that s how its going to be in the future, me running from
the sword dangling from his legs, and him trying to lure me back to the bedroom by way of higher
power pharmaceuticals. I knew I d be sore, but this was too unfathomable for me to have ever
imagined. It s hard to believe other girls go through this all the time. I want to have sex with Bryson
again, it s just that I m not a big fan of having a blowtorch shoved up my nether region. And now I m
plain scared spitless to go there again.
Prescott comes up on my right, and I pause too humiliated to step inside.
Freaking Cole. It s embarrassing to hear how he handled things for me while I was away.
Who the hell cares that Jeanie Waters is trying to launch herself into Guinness by way of her love
glove? I certainly don t give a flying fuck and believe me I ve seen her attempt flying fucks it s
so not pretty. Even Thing One and Thing Two looked terrified. Clearly they were unwilling
participants in the failed acrobatics.
I head into Prescott and head up to Roxy s room hoping she s around.
The cat with its blunt F.U. greets me until the door finally opens revealing a puffy-faced
rendition of Roxy that I hardly recognize.
What happened?
She lets me in and I spot Laney sitting on the bed, Indian style.
Baya! Laney jumps up and offers a quick hug. Did you get laid?
I scoff at her dime store description of what happened this weekend, but I won t indulge her
with all the dirty details until I find out if Roxy is okay.
More like rammed with a backhoe, but what the hell happened to you while I was gone? I
pluck a tissue off the desk and offer it to Roxy. The light from the window falls over her magenta
highlights and makes her look even more gorgeous than she already is.
Bad break up. Laney nods. She s been dating Aiden Ryerson for the last three years. They
like to break up now and again to keep things interesting.
I tick my head back a notch. I m pretty sure no one signs up for that type of misery, at least not
willingly.
So, what happened? I ask.
Same thing as last time, Laney offers. He cheated.
That s terrible! I can t imagine how hurt I d be if Bryson did that to me. Of course, I d go into
a psychotic rage at first and mutilate his reproductive organs, but I m sure once I settled into prison
life, I d be pretty damn hurt.
Roxy takes a seat on the bed and starts to bawl. I lean in and rub her back while Laney rolls her
eyes as if it were unrequited drama taking place.
Don t bother feeling sorry for her. She makes a face. Once a cheat always a cheat. Laney
plucks at Roxy s arm until she s looking at her. Don t waste this opportunity. This can be a totally
empowering moment in your life if you let it. You need to embrace the pain. You should write this
new skank a thank you note for finally opening your eyes to what an asshole this guy has been all
along. Laney s curt demeanor is doing nothing to soften the blow, but I don t dare tell her.
She s right, I whisper to Roxy while pulling back her heavy curtain of hair. I bet there s a
special guy out there just waiting to meet you. Someone who will love you with all his heart and
soul. Last night comes back to me in snatches, and I cinch my legs together with a rush of pleasure.
He ll come to you at the right time. A vision of Bryson bounces through my mind as he trembled
over me while my insides tore apart at the seams.
And in the meantime? She darts a look in my direction with her eyes like two red nests.
I don t know. I glance around, and her laptop catches my attention. Watch YouTube. You can
log all kinds of insane hours watching kittens sleep and& Meerkat soaps trust me Meerkats can be
much better to spend time with than people. God note to self: discover new ways to cheer friends
the hell up without dragging poor defenseless mammals into the equation.
Yes! Laney bounces into Roxy. I spent all day yesterday watching an entire season of
Downton Abbey of course it was a remake with Legos which only made it that much more
fascinating.
Roxy and I just stare at her.
Anyway Laney shakes her head I think we all know the only thing that will make you feel
better is plotting a little revenge. We should hijack all his social networks and have him fess up to a
violent crime.
And that should land the feds at our door in about an hour, Roxy snarks. No thanks. I m not
feeling up to any internet felonies today.
Sunday is Halloween. Laney gets a crooked look in her eyes. All kinds of freaky things go
down that night.
Again, no thanks. Roxy cuts her a death ray that says, my cheating boyfriend lives to see
another day.
So Laney clears her throat tell us about your weekend, Baya. Inquiring minds want to
know all the dirty deets. Dish. Her eyes widen. Her mouth hangs open, anticipating every juicy
tidbit.
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