Noelle
I am a s****l deviant. In all three of our s****l encounters, Maximiliano has left me feeling used and dirty. The worst part of it is that I like it. I guess I can add that also to my “turn-on” list. Forget roses and candlelight. Treat me like a dirty slut. Great, if I wasn’t on God’s s**t list before, I sure am now.
“Noe!” Angela interrupts my self-loathing. She comes up to me and gives me a great big hug as if we hadn’t seen each other in months. We are meeting at Medusa’s Café. It’s a hole-in-the-wall café that only has three sitting areas. Each area has a black leather sofa and armchairs instead of tables and chairs. I place my espresso on the coffee table and embrace my baby sister.
“Stop hogging her. It’s my turn.” Belen bumps Angela to the side with her hip. I smile at th
