Dream Love
I giggled.
“I love it,” Roger said as he leaned over and kissed my cheek. “Let’s celebrate your sluttiness.”
“Are you really encouraging her?” Chris asked, incredulously.
“If she becomes a slut, then she can’t nag at me anymore about the men I bring home and what we do when I bring them home,” he said laughingly.
“You’re both sluts,” Chris sighed.
“We should form a slut club,” Roger said as he drank his Jim Beam through a cocktail straw. “You can’t be in it Chris. You’re not slutty enough.”