One more time

YARA

“Can we go through the whole thing one more time.” Billy said pulling closer to me.

Talking to her about what happened was suppose to help make me feel better but somehow I felt worse. Maybe it was because she wouldn’t stop focusing on the gruesome details.

“One more time.” She moaned. “Please.”

“Fine.” I buried my face into the pillow.

Just fucking kill me.

“So you were there, seductive, pulled out the big guns and he said “One more thing.” Is that it?”

I nodded keeping my face hidden in the pillow.

“You did the “Oh, yeah? What’s that?” and ?”

“And you know what he says next.” I burst out from the safety of the pillow aggitated.

She wanted me to repeat the damn thing. I’d gone through it more time than I would like it admit.

“Just say it again. This time do it the way he said it.”

“Billy!”

“Please.”

I sighed in exasperation. Fuck!

“He said, “Don’t forget to floss.” That’s it.”

Billy threw her hands in the air and crashed on the bed. She had been pacing the room for almost an ho