The things I love about my best friend, Kiera, are her Disney nose, take-me eyes and delicate, tattooed shoulders. But I’m especially attracted to how her lascivious mouth opens wide with her big and brash laughs, as if she were onstage entertaining an audience of assholes just like her. Right now we’re at cocktail hour in our favorite bar. As usual, she’s backstabbing our friends. (The names used below are pseudonyms.) “Remember that guy Sami’s been fucking?” “The married guy?” I ask. “Yeah. She’s stalking him now.” “No way!” “Yes way,” Keira says. “She went to his house and sliced ...
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