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Maggie

“Wipe that look off your face, Mags You’ll scare the customers”

I shove a ard strand of hair off lance over at my coworker “What look?”

“The I’-sex-in-an-hour-so-don’t-hold-me-up look” With a cheerful smile, Trisha opens the icebox under the bar counter and dulass pitcher she’s holding

“Darin

Trisha pours ice water into three tall glasses and sets theh”

“Who’s Tony?” Matthew, the cute, blond bartender, comes up behind us, curiosity etched into his chiseled features

I shoot Trisha a glare, the kind that says one word and I’ll kill you My sex life doesn’t need to be coh that Trisha knows about it, but she got ht and pried the details out of me

To Matthew, I say, “No one Trisha’s just screwing around”

“Whatever” He shrugs and heads for the other end of the bar

“What part of ‘don’t tell anyone’ didn’t you understand, Trish?” I ask irritably

The brunette gives a shrug of her own “I don’t see what the big deal is I mean, who doesn’t have a Tony in their life? Casual sex is h most people usually have it more than twice a year”

I ignore the ement I have with Tony, but I suspect she doesn’t fully understand just how difficult it is for me to have a normal love life

Free time doesn’t exist inat a youth center and hts off are reserved for e classes How am I supposed to find a uys I dated in the past got tired of seeing me only once a month