Page 18 of Always Mine

Well riddle me this. You walked in to the club with stockings. Got the VIP DJ booth tour from our boy Marco (possibly the happy ending option). Then reemerge without said tights, as evidenced in Exhibit A above.

Evie:

As your stylist, I know for a fact that your outfit was styled with tights.

Stella:

How was he? Does he fuck as good as he looks like he would?

Evie:

Stella! Damn girl!

Stella:

No beating round the bush…I wanna know all about how Marco is beating Sophia’s bush.

Sophia:

OMFG Stella. You’re so fucking crass. Also there was no beating in anyone’s bush.

Evie:

So there was noP in the V?

Stella:

Oh FFS Evie. What our sexually repressed friend here is trying to ask is, did you finally fuck the boy you’ve loved your entire life, and how was the ride?

Evie:

I am not sexually repressed. I just don’t have a motor mouth—unlike some of us!

Stella:

I’ll have you know this motor mouth is well-tuned baby.

Sophia:

Oh God. Stell. Really?!

Stella:

Girl, do not deflect. Answer the question already!

Sophia:

Well for the record, despite Gigi-mother-fucking-Grimaldi’s blog blast, we did not fuck.

Evie:

But something did happen?

Sophia:

There may have been tongue involved and I may have lost my stockings in theprocess.

Sophia: