Suck Me Dry
I’m not really into this star-thingy, pseudo-science, but I know how crucial it can be to a woman and how desperately I need to be on good terms with this one.
“I’m a Scorpio,” she answers enthusiastically, and I nod, smiling brightly at her.
“Nice, nice,” I say while continuing to nod.
Not that I would know what to do with that information.
“I heard Scorpios and Tauruses get along well,” I gesture around with my hands, circling them over my head as I try to keep my poker face. “Star-likey.”
She lifts her gaze to follow my movements before she looks back at me, “Uh-huh, I think so too.”
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