”“I don’t have those kinds of friends, big brother!”“So make one! Find some twenty-five-year-old stud and spend a month getting well and tho...oughly fucked.”“Why does that sound like YOUR kind of solution?”“Because it is, and because you and I are VERY much alike! You elected a monogamous relationship with Ed. May I engage in a bit of amateur psychology?”“You can,” Stephanie sighed. “But I wonder if perhaps I was too harsh on Jorge.”“Maybe. You know what he meant to me, and how much I loved him,. Whenever we had a free moment we were talking together, whenever we would walk to get coffee or to lunch I would let her walk just a step or two in front of my so I would be able to stare at her fantastic ass. We traded numbers and would text each other on our commute home and this is where we took our relationship to the next level. One day she texted, "So there is something I want to tell you... but I shouldn't."I replied, "Well you have to tell me now, you can't tell me you want to tell my. "Any questions?" Yes, what took you so long?" I pondered, bringing my hands to her butt. "You are three minutes late." We tried to talk her out of it," Mia answered, strolling towards us.I looked at her. "What, are you and Barb a thing now?" Yes, we're kind of in a serious relationship now too. Thanks to your girlfriend, she introduced us," Barb responded before they turned to each other and began making out.I looked back at Miranda. "You are my psycho bitch girlfriend, so it wouldn't be right. He continued to stare across the pond as he spoke. "I was thinking about when we first met, the bar-b-q... what you said... about teaching me everything. I guess you had to learn it from..." That's not what ah remember about that day. Ah remember meeting the only man ah have ever loved." She stretched her feet into the warm water. "Funny you were recalling when we first met ah was thinking about when you took me on that picnic... and it rained... do you recall what we said to one.