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from between your thighs every time you walked.”
    “As compared to the well-oiled sex machine presented by your scrap of material pretending to be a dress?” Frankie piped in as she joined the two girls, laughing at Vanessa’s choice of dress that blatantly screamed her sexuality. The dress was backless, sleeveless, and ended just beneath Vanessa’s butt. Of course, Vanessa could pull off the barely-there dress, reveling in all of the attention it garnered her.
    “Oh, ha ha,” Vanessa laughed, letting her eyes take in Frankie’s outfit, which was somewhere in between Melanie’s old school glamor and Vanessa’s sex on two legs. Frankie’s red curls were pinned up in a sloppy bun and she was wearing a sexy black dress than emphasized her lush curves. She was nearly as gorgeous as Vanessa and enjoyed flirting even though she was utterly devoted to her fiancé.
    Vanessa, on the other hand, was up for anything and that was one of the reasons Melanie adored her. Ness insisted on making her have fun when she’d rather be curled up in her bed with a good book or daydreaming in the middle of a field of flowers. The three of them had been friends since high school, along with Melanie’s sister Jenna. Of course, since Jenna had Ferris, she rarely went out.
    Frankie placed a glass of something in front of her and Melanie took a sip: a non-alcoholic margarita. “Thanks.”
    “I have learned my lesson that it is never a good idea to get my fanciful friend drunk,” Frankie grinned, putting an arm around Melanie’s shoulders. “Alcohol has the weirdest effect on you.”
    Melanie sighed dramatically then ruined it with a wide grin. “It’s not my fault that I see fairies and imps after a glass or two of wine.”
    “Thankfully I don’t have that problem,” Vanessa said as she slammed the rest of her cocktail down and waved over a waiter to order another. With a wicked smile, Vanessa waggled her eyebrows, “I fully expect to crash at your place tonight, Lenni. I insist on sharing your bed.”
    “Only if you promise to behave yourself.” Melanie arched a delicate eye brow, sipping her drink. “No making moves on your friend.”
    “Ah, come on,” Vanessa stuck out her lower lip, teasingly running her fingers along Melanie’s shirt collar and smiling provocatively. “Let a girl have some fun. Hey, I know! You can embark on a hot, passionate affair with me.”
    “And ruin a perfectly good friendship with sex?” Melanie shook her head in dismay, playing with the umbrella from her drink and twirling it in her fingers. Feigning regret, she heaved a sigh and looked at Vanessa, “It would never work; I’m completely straight.”
    “Well, as long as you don’t go back to Peter,” Frankie interjected randomly from out of the blue. That wasn't even a possibility since both she and Peter were much happier apart than they ever were together.
    “You know, I always wanted what you and Peter had and I don’t understand why you broke up with him.” Vanessa’s slender shoulders slumped forward and she became oddly introspective. It was too early in the evening to be so maudlin. “He’s such a great guy and I’d fuck him in a heartbeat.”
    Melanie had to smile at that. Vanessa had always had a soft spot for Peter, who, unfortunately, thought very poorly of her. He had often told Melanie that he thought Vanessa was a promiscuous slut who was heading towards ruin. He just knew she was going to end up with a disease or something. Melanie would just shake her head and ignore him. Vanessa was a grown woman and she knew what she wanted and went after it with abandon. “It’d be okay with me if you guys went out, you know.”
    Frankie snorted, “Like Peter would go out with Ness after she’s slept with half of the guys in our high school class. He’s such a freaking prude.”
    Heightened color stained Vanessa’s cheeks as she straightened her spine and glared at Frankie, “I’ll have you know that….”
    Whatever