I had my bachelorette party back home. Friends from college and from the dance club and a couple of my relatives were there. We had it at a little resort. Somebody actually rented a stripper.
I was extremely embarrassed when the stripper danced for me. I was pushing Sarah to take my seat at the center of the room.
“Come on, Brianne! You’re not getting any from your fiancé—why not just have no-strings-attached fun with that cutie?” Sarah asked.
“Because I don’t want my other cousins to think that I’m not faithful to Travis!” I argued. But honestly, had I only slept with two men in my life. One was my boyfriend of two years. And I was marrying the other one in a couple of days.
“For someone who’s not really in a relationship with your fiancé, you’re pretty damn loyal!”
“If you do this,
