was going to the super market, picking her kids up from school, or hauling ass to open her beauty shop on time.
She had really changed over the years. Gracie, Susan, and I had met her in college. We happened to walk in on her sucking on her boyfriend du jour in the shared bathroom of our dorm. And she wasn’t sucking on his face! Never being one to be embarrassed or apologetic, she said—around a mouthful of cock—“We’ll be out of here in a minute.” But her guy must have been even more turned on having an audience watching them, and he exploded right then, the evidence dripping down her chin. “Oh, we’re done now.” And that was the beginning of a wild friendship with Chloe.
“ WhatdidImiss?” She even spoke fast. Everything tended to come out in one long, run-on sentence. Gracie, Susan, and I spoke ‘Chloe’ though, so we understood what she said. After all, we could understand her with a mouthful of cock.
Gracie waved her over to a spot on the couch as Susie handed her a martini. “Nothing. We were waiting for you.”
Chloe carelessly threw her bag to the floor with a loud thump and took her seat. All three girls were now staring at me, Chloe being the most intense with her chin resting in her hand, elbow on her knee. “Well? Spill!”
“It’s not really that big of a deal , I don’t think. It was just weird.” I proceeded to tell them about seeing Joe, him kissing me, all of it.
Susan, the romantic in our group, gushed. “That’s so sweet. Awww, Faith—he was defending you and protecting you from your mean, nasty sister.”
“I’m sure that’s all it was, but if I’m going to be totally honest, the kiss made me kind of hopeful.” I can’t believe I said that! I felt like such an ass. I’m a realist. I know he can’t really be interested in me, but damn if those little hopeful feelings didn’t spring up when his lips brushed mine.
“He wouldn’t have kissed you if he wasn’t attracted to you, Faith,” Gracie said around a mouthful of brie. “For that matter, I don’t believe it was coincidence that you ran into him right in front of your house. Come on! Even you can’t be that dense.”
The age old argument reared its ugly head in my mind, and I felt compelled to repeat it. “Well, I do wonder about that, but seriously, girls, you haven’t seen him yet. You don’t understand. Why would someone who looks like him …”
“Stop! Stop right this minute. I don’t want to hear it again.” Every once in a while, Gracie got truly angry with me over my insecurities, and my bald, honest truth as I see it. Susie and Chloe were nodding their heads in agreement. I can’t blame them, though. I annoy myself sometimes, but it’s hard to change when my family makes sure I never forget my shortcomings.
My friends are right, too. I know they are. Deep down, I know I’m worth it. Aside from my weight and my somewhat unruly hair, I’m not too bad on the eyes. I have a good job, albeit a little boring, I love animals, I’m kind—why couldn’t I land a hottie? Because I don’t live in a fantasy world, that’s why. Hotties don’t go out with the fat girl. And here I am… full circle. Right back to the biggest insecurity of them all. Crap!
“Look. I know what I sound like. Hell, babies whine less than I do, but…” Dammit, there’s the ‘but’ again. I raised my gaze to the ceiling and let out an agitated breath, rolling my eyes at myself. When I looked at my friends again, I saw nothing but love and understanding in their eyes. Why couldn’t I have grown up getting that kind of love and support from my family? Ugh.
My lips curved upward into an involuntary smile. My head shook left to right as my shoulders lifted up in a shrug. “Okay. No ‘buts’. I’m awesome, and I’m curvy, not fat. I have a good job; I’m fun to be around , so why wouldn’t Joe want me? Of course, he would.”
“Damn straight.”
“He’d be the luckiest guy alive.”
“I bet he’d
She had really changed over the years. Gracie, Susan, and I had met her in college. We happened to walk in on her sucking on her boyfriend du jour in the shared bathroom of our dorm. And she wasn’t sucking on his face! Never being one to be embarrassed or apologetic, she said—around a mouthful of cock—“We’ll be out of here in a minute.” But her guy must have been even more turned on having an audience watching them, and he exploded right then, the evidence dripping down her chin. “Oh, we’re done now.” And that was the beginning of a wild friendship with Chloe.
“ WhatdidImiss?” She even spoke fast. Everything tended to come out in one long, run-on sentence. Gracie, Susan, and I spoke ‘Chloe’ though, so we understood what she said. After all, we could understand her with a mouthful of cock.
Gracie waved her over to a spot on the couch as Susie handed her a martini. “Nothing. We were waiting for you.”
Chloe carelessly threw her bag to the floor with a loud thump and took her seat. All three girls were now staring at me, Chloe being the most intense with her chin resting in her hand, elbow on her knee. “Well? Spill!”
“It’s not really that big of a deal , I don’t think. It was just weird.” I proceeded to tell them about seeing Joe, him kissing me, all of it.
Susan, the romantic in our group, gushed. “That’s so sweet. Awww, Faith—he was defending you and protecting you from your mean, nasty sister.”
“I’m sure that’s all it was, but if I’m going to be totally honest, the kiss made me kind of hopeful.” I can’t believe I said that! I felt like such an ass. I’m a realist. I know he can’t really be interested in me, but damn if those little hopeful feelings didn’t spring up when his lips brushed mine.
“He wouldn’t have kissed you if he wasn’t attracted to you, Faith,” Gracie said around a mouthful of brie. “For that matter, I don’t believe it was coincidence that you ran into him right in front of your house. Come on! Even you can’t be that dense.”
The age old argument reared its ugly head in my mind, and I felt compelled to repeat it. “Well, I do wonder about that, but seriously, girls, you haven’t seen him yet. You don’t understand. Why would someone who looks like him …”
“Stop! Stop right this minute. I don’t want to hear it again.” Every once in a while, Gracie got truly angry with me over my insecurities, and my bald, honest truth as I see it. Susie and Chloe were nodding their heads in agreement. I can’t blame them, though. I annoy myself sometimes, but it’s hard to change when my family makes sure I never forget my shortcomings.
My friends are right, too. I know they are. Deep down, I know I’m worth it. Aside from my weight and my somewhat unruly hair, I’m not too bad on the eyes. I have a good job, albeit a little boring, I love animals, I’m kind—why couldn’t I land a hottie? Because I don’t live in a fantasy world, that’s why. Hotties don’t go out with the fat girl. And here I am… full circle. Right back to the biggest insecurity of them all. Crap!
“Look. I know what I sound like. Hell, babies whine less than I do, but…” Dammit, there’s the ‘but’ again. I raised my gaze to the ceiling and let out an agitated breath, rolling my eyes at myself. When I looked at my friends again, I saw nothing but love and understanding in their eyes. Why couldn’t I have grown up getting that kind of love and support from my family? Ugh.
My lips curved upward into an involuntary smile. My head shook left to right as my shoulders lifted up in a shrug. “Okay. No ‘buts’. I’m awesome, and I’m curvy, not fat. I have a good job; I’m fun to be around , so why wouldn’t Joe want me? Of course, he would.”
“Damn straight.”
“He’d be the luckiest guy alive.”
“I bet he’d
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