Lunch

We'd barely ordered our Chicken Katsu Curry when she started:

'Tainted, Tainted, Tainted! I've been dreaming about that man with the big dick. I just keep thinking about him, and how he filled me up.'

'Well why don't you go and fuck him then?' I asked, knowing full well that my friend was currently seeing another boy.

'The sex with the Boy isn't bad, she continued, but a big dick just fills you up.'

At this point, I'm sure I could see her salivating, and her eyes big and open imagining his big black joint right there in front of her.

Later on, when asked what it was about me that made her want to tell me that, she concluded that it must be because I'm somebody who would never judge her. All of her other friends, I'm led to believe, would spit and call her a slag.

Now, I'm sure this wouldn't be the case. Other people, it's my experience, are always far more open minded that people give them full credit for. Friends especially aren't there to judge you. They are there to accept you for who you are - otherwise we'd never be friends with anybody would we?

Anyhow, the Boy, at the time of this lunch, had another girlfriend abroad.

'Fuck him and FUCK him', I told her.