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saved you from another thirty minutes with that professor over there. See, this is why you keep getting caught with these boring losers you keep dating. You are just way too nice, Lil.”
    “I know. I just can’t talk to guys the way you do. I have no idea how you do that.”
    “You want to know how I do it? Just stop caring so much about their feelings. Guys get over girls very quickly. Ten minutes from now, Dexter over there will see another ‘pretty lady’ walk in, and he will be all fantasizing about her boobs and whatnot. He won’t even remember that I shot him down. So you have to just do what you have to do. If not, you’re going to keep getting the same old, boring bullshit. Is that what you want?”
    I shot Lexy an angry look. “Of course not.”
    “Well, then, you can’t settle. I know you’re tired of being bored with these guys. Hell, when was the last time you even had sex?”
    “Jeez, I don’t know,” I answered as I thought. “I guess the last time was the day before I caught Tim with his dick in Angela’s mouth.”
    “Jesus, Lily, that was over a month ago! And when was the last time that you had good sex?”
    It took a little longer to think about that one. “I don’t know, actually. Tim was good in the beginning, but he kind of fell off towards the end.”
    “Fell off?”
    “Yeah, I mean he stopped wanting to do it as much, and when we did do it he just didn’t have the same stamina he had in the beginning. He always got off really fast and then it was over.”
    “Oh, wow. This is bad,” Lexy said. She ordered another Cosmo, then turned her body so that she could look me in the eye. “Okay, so who were you with before you got with Tim? And, did you have good sex with that guy?”
    “Before I was with Tim, I dated a guy named Franklin. He was an intern at my mom’s job. The sex was terrible and I broke it off after about two weeks. Before that was Paul, the P.E. teacher. I know you remember me telling you how bad that one was. He was the premature ejaculator, remember?”
    Lexy laughed loudly and smacked me playfully on the knee. “Holy shit, how could I forget that? Of course I remember the stories about that loser. Is that the one who jizzed in his pants the first time you guys kissed?”
    “Ugh. Yes, that’s him.”
    “Wow, I’ll never look at him the same ever again. It’s going to be hard not to make fun of him when I drop my class off for P.E.” Lexy joked. “So, when was the last time you had a really good orgasm?”
    I blushed at the initial thought, but the feeling quickly dissipated when I tried to think about the answer.
    “I’m not sure. I think I had one when me and Tim hooked up for the first time. I don’t know if it was because he was that good or because I was so excited to be with him.”
    “Eww. You were excited to be with Tim?”
    “Shut up!” I japed. “Yes, I was excited. I thought he was hot.”
    “Wow. You need help, sister,” Lexy teased, shaking her head. “So, are you telling me that you haven’t had an orgasm caused by someone other than yourself since you and Tim started dating over six months ago?”
    “I know it’s sad, but it’s true. I really do need help. No, what I need is some fucking adventure. I need something different than the boring men I’ve been dealing with. You’re right, I have been too nice. If I was able to do what you do, I wouldn’t have dated half of the losers that I have. I can’t even tell you how tired I am of the boring sex. The fucking flowers with cards from guys that call me “sweet pea” or “snookums” or “doll face.” I’ve been running the batteries low on my vibrator for far too long. I think I’ve gotten so used to faking orgasms that I’ve forgotten what it was like to actually have one!”
    “So, what you’re saying is you don’t think Paxon was an orgasm machine?” Lexy said as she began laughing her ass off.
    “I get the feeling he wasn’t. I bet him and Paul, the premature