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than Ariel jogged past and Veronica winked at him. Ariel laughed. It was more of a giggle really.
    “Spill the beans,” Veronica said.
    “What do you mean?”
    “I know you’ve got something to tell me, Ariel. You’ve been intrigued ever since I told you I wanted anal.”
    “Keep your voice down,” Ariel said, leaning forward.
    There were a few other people in the cafe, sipping drinks and typing away on their laptops.
    “Anal, anal, anal!” Veronica said. “I want it in the ass so bad, and I want a prince in shining armor to give it to me!”
    “Veronica!”
    “No one’s listening,” Veronica said. “That guy’s got headphones on.”
    Ariel looked at the guy. He did have headphones but how could she tell they were turned on?
    “Oh, I’m sorry,” Veronica said. “I’m being silly. It’s just, sometimes I get to feeling so cooped up, so controlled and held back. It’s oppressive.”
    “You’re just horny,” Ariel said.
    “I am,” Veronica said. “I know it. That’s what I’m saying. I’m so horny I’m willing to scream it from the rooftops. I can’t remember the last time Hank gave me an orgasm. Having sex with him, which is a pretty rare occurrence in the first place, is like using a limp, wilted piece of celery for a dildo.”
    “Veronica!”
    “Don’t sound so shocked, Ariel. You’ve been married. You know what it’s like.”
    “Do I?”
    “Come on. Don’t you have some wicked, naughty fantasies that you’d do anything to fulfill?”
    Ariel thought about it. She looked at Veronica. Then she smiled. “Everyone’s got fantasies,” she said.
    “Exactly,” Veronica said. “That’s all I’m saying. If they exist, why not just admit them? Where’s the harm in it?”
    “Well, I don’t know,” Ariel said. “I guess people are afraid of them.”
    “What’s to be afraid of?”
    “I don’t know about you, but I’d be scared to death if someone said they were going to make my naughtiest, dirtiest fantasies come true.”
    “I wish someone told me that,” Veronica said, shaking her billowy, ruby hair over her shoulder.
    “But no one’s going to make them come true, are they? That’s the point. They’re just fantasies. They’re never going to happen.”
    Veronica took a sip from her coffee. The way she looked at Ariel was unusual.
    “What is it?” Ariel said.
    “Don’t you just wish they could come true. Just for one night?”
    Ariel shrugged. “I don’t know,” she said. “I mean, if you really want it, if you just want to have anal sex with a big giant hunk, I’m sure it could be arranged. It probably wouldn’t even be that difficult. There are all sorts of groups on the Internet these days.”
    “I know,” Veronica said. “I actually think about it all the time. I’m desperate. I just fixate on it, when I’m at home alone I use a dildo.”
    “In your butt?”
    “In my butt.”
    “Veronica! I can’t believe you.”
    “I know, I know. I’m, what’s the word? Gauche?”
    “You’re fine.”
    “I know people usually don’t admit to things like this. God, you hardly know me.”
    “You’re just being honest.”
    “I just don’t think I could cheat on Hank. He’s been so good to me and Kyle. He’s been so decent to us.”
    “Why don’t you talk to him about what you want? Maybe he’d try to give it to you.”
    “I don’t want him to try . I don’t want him to do it because I want it. I want him to want it. To be honest, I just don’t want to do it with him at all. He’s too meek. I want it with someone else!”
    Ariel hit her on the arm, playfully.
    “I’m kidding. I couldn’t cheat. I just couldn’t.”
    “Well, there’s always porn.”
    Veronica shook her head. She covered her face in her hands. “What’s wrong with me?” she said.
    “Nothing’s wrong with you. We’re all the same, Veronica. All of us.”
    “Really? Because I don’t hear other women ever say anything like this.”
    “Okay,” Ariel said. “I’ll tell