On D-day, Jessica arrived at the company’s lobby café early to get a coffee—something to help her voice sound good during the recording. She texted Belly to let her know she was there, waiting.
Belly arrived at the café twenty minutes late and entirely unbothered.
“Jessie!” she called out, spotting her immediately. “I thought you ditched me.”
Jessica looked up from her coffee, startled despite herself. “No. I just got here early.”
Belly dropped into the chair across from her, tossing her bag aside. “You always do. You’re the only person I know who arrives early for things that don’t matter.”
Jessica smiled faintly. “I like sitting.”
Belly snorted. “God, you’re hopeless.”
“Am I the only one who thinks you’re actually getting ready for this?” Belly teased.
“Don’t start, b***h,” Jessie said, dropping her coffee cup into the trash.
“Go, Jessie! Go, Jessie!” Belly hyped as they walked toward the elevator.
“Good morning, everyone,” they greeted.
“Are we late?” Belly asked.
“Everything’s ready. We were waiting for you two,” a colleague replied.
“And here we are,” Belly said.
The room was well decorated. The signage “OUR s*x LIFE” hung behind the hosts’ seats, and the cards and scripts were neatly arranged on the table. The sound engineer and other assistants helped Jessie and Belly put on their headsets and microphones.
“We’ve got this!” Belly said, turning to face Jessica.
Jessica smiled nervously.
ON AIR…
“There was a time when s*x was considered a taboo subject” Belly reads
“Time has changed but old-fashioned notions still seem to exist” Jessica continued
“There’s no need to be embarrassed about s*x” Belly kept reading
“We have the right to satisfy our urges” Jessica continued
“Do you wish to have an orgasm?” Belly said
“Then do it until you c*m” belly speaks loudly into the mic
Jessica made a blush face at the statement “c*m”
“Women have the right to be satisfied” Jessica said
“We bring to you more provocative stories….this is OUR s*x LIFE and it begins nowww” belly affirmed
Jessica picked a card and read “we only ever try two s*x styles until it’s over, I do my best to fake it….why do I put on an act you ask? Because I don’t want to hurt my man’s feelings and pride….will our s*x life be okay if this continues?”
“I’m not interested in dating but I want to have s*x” belly said
“I know what it is to love, but I’m lost when it comes to s*x” Jessica said looking a bit sad
“Orgasm?.. Does everyone have them?” Jessie asked
“What? Of course!” Belly replied.
“Come on, be honest with me. Everyone fakes it a third of the time, wait, is it just me?” Jessie asked. “Seriously? Come on, you’ve all faked it before, right?”
“See you at the next meeting,” Belly said.
As the engine shut off, they stopped recording.
“Have a good day,” they said to their colleagues before heading home.
On their way to the bus station, they continued their conversation.
“By the way, that woman who shared her story really frustrated me,” Belly said.
“How do you mean?” Jessie asked.
“I mean, s*x is an activity. Nerves can cause people to underperform at first, it takes time for couples to figure out what works. But after the third try?” Belly scoffed. “Bro, she should’ve been done with him. No exceptions. The end.”
“That’s pretty heartless, motherfucker!” Jessie shouted.
“So should I keep faking it?” Belly replied as she walked away, leaving Jessie standing there. She boarded her own bus. “I’ll take you somewhere tomorrow if you really want to know more. Bye!”
She waved as the bus pulled away.
“You’re right… that’s just wrong,” Jessie muttered to herself.
“…Wait..where?” She paused, realization hitting her. Then she turned and walked off.