It was a sure fire way to make sure I wasn’t going to get shit from Missy K about the reemergence of Melissa, or the fact that I was intentionally letting my friend get played just so I could finally get some peace and quiet. Indian sex “I expect you to move all your stuff in by tomorrow.”
“What?!” Melissa and I shouted in unison. “He did the thing where he makes you feel special didn’t he?”
“What do you mean?”
“Like, the first time we had sex he said the cheesiest thing ever to me,” she sighed, “But it still made me feel all warm and appreciated inside. Did you not hear what he said?”
“Yeah, I heard him. “Guess who’s not paying attention today.”
“You?”
“No, you.”
“How is that different from any other day?” I joked. The tension between us had lessoned a bit so I agreed to walk home with her. Eventually the bell rang to begin class and everyone filed into class, although any idiot could have guessed that there was something wrong.
