My Boyfriend’s Dad Is My Gynecologist
“It’s like I woke up in a different life. I’m a whole new person.”
“Define new person,” Rachel says, sounding only half-interested.
I stop walking. “I had phone sex with Tommy while you were basically in the next room.”
I start walking again. “I’m hot for my doctor, Rachel. Like… fantasizing level hot. And he’s gotta be, what? Twenty years older than me?”
“At least,” she snorts.
“And then last night, I groped a stranger in the middle of a club. And I don’t mean brushed his arm and flirted. I mean, I grabbed him—and when he didn’t want to touch me back, I made him.”