A Friendly Pounding
I give a long-time friend what he always wanted - me.
I had just broken up with a boyfriend and I was twenty-two, so it felt important and sad, although I hadn't been head over heels for the guy. Point is, I would rather have just stayed inside that evening, but I had promised Alex we'd go for a drink so I dragged my feet to the bar we used to frequent back then. I was never the girl who needed to discuss her love life with friends, boys or girls, and I especially avoided do...