Joan laughed. “Of course, we’re best friends.”
“I mean will I see you as a lover?”
“Oh yes, god yes. We both need more of the last four days. But when will depend on Hervé’s travel schedule.”
“Are you going to tell him about us?”
“I don’t know. He was okay with Gina, but that was a long time ago, and I was with her before I was with him, so he kind of had to put up with her. Besides he liked fucking her. We’ll see.”
“Will he like fucking me?” I asked.
“Oh, so you want to be that kind of slut?” she said in response. She was smiling, clearly not offended by the idea.
“I don’t know. Maybe.”
She leaned forward and kissed me, and then trotted down to her car, her broad hips swinging.
As I stood on the front porch, naked beneath my short robe that was hanging open, it occurred to me that our goodbye must have been quite a scene for any of the neighbors who were watching.
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