"You downloaded that app three months ago! Aren't you ever going to use it?" Jessica asked as she sat her son down in the playpen next to my daughter. She gave me this look like I was the crazy one, like I had truly lost my mind. "Well, it's hard for me..." "That's the point! You need something hard besides vibrators and cucumbers up there or you're going to go crazy!" She said picking up her wine glass from the table, drained it, then refilled. I've been divorced for a year and a half, and yet somehow, despite how damn stupid it sounded, it felt like cheating. Not that I could tell Jessica that. Not that I needed too. We'd been friends since junior high, we could read each other like children's books. "Look, we both downloaded the app and agreed to use it. I've already had six different guys. It's your turn." I gave her an incredulous look, "You've had sex six times already?" "What am I a ...
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