Girl's Night Out

“I can’t believe you are here with me, again!” Carrie shouted over the loud music as she jumped around to the beat.

Talia nodded, amazed herself. She was more of a jazz lounge kind of girl, and yet here she was again, at a club, skimpily dressed again, hoping to get Rafael DeLuca out of her mind, again. What was wrong with her? He was just a man, and yet he had her doing things she normally wouldn’t, like having an orgasm on the boss’ office floor. Talia ran her hand down the single braid of her hair. She needed to figure her life out. She needed to get a grip on reality and her sanity. Nothing good could come of it.

“Instead of getting an ulcer over it, why don’t you just get it over with?!”

“Get what over with?”

She rolled her eyes. “Don’t act stupid. You know what I mean. Sleep with him.”

Talia glared at her friend, wondering again, how they became and remained friends for so long. Carrie was way too liberal when it came to sex and Talia was not. She still believed in the one a