I peaked on age-related wisdom before the Christ Child was born. It was all downhill from there.
[ Which is her way of saying she's been making it up this whole fucking time too, same as him.
A bit flatly, then: ]
And will someone please explain to me why the fuck everyone is so interested in whether I've fucked Rex or not? I've fucked about a dozen other people since I got here, and nobody ever asks me about them.
Babe, I'm pretty sure my husband has never handled a vagina before. [ Dryly: ] Not sure I want him fumbling around in the dark down there.
[ Funny though, how she says that with a twinge of something like affection instead of frustration. Sure, it's been a while since she's gotten laid and sure, she's doing a lot of self-maintenance right now, but she doesn't... Mind it as much as a person might think.
[M absolutely notices her tone. Though he may be teasing her about her and Rex's unconventional relationship, whatever makes them both happy--sex or no sex--is all right by him. It's nice to see his cynical friend something akin to content.]
[ Wry as ever, giving M a little sidelong glance as she leans to refill her own glass: ]
That's my type: Men who aren't physically attracted to me. Something about the idea of indefinitely unresolved sexual tension really makes me want to commit.
[ She's not a completely terrible friend — so she obligingly refills his glass too, topping him off rather generously. It's a good thing he's steady-handed.
There's probably a selection of glittery Hallmark cards/boxes of chocolates/oversized stuffed animals out there, all made especially for the occasion. I'll happily settle for a kiss.
Page 46 of 52