Chapter 18

• Neither Rachel nor Grace had anything bad to say about their dates throughout the week, but seeing how pissy a mood I was in they didn't even need to ask me. As usual we would wait until we were at a club to bring up how any dates we had went, and I just didn't wanna go back to any clubs for a while, but it was sort of a tradition we had, so I went for the sake of my friends. We went back to the same club we were at last Saturday at Grace's request, and it wasn't long before we were into our second drink talking about our sex lives, or lack there of in my case.
• “I'm done with guys in clubs. Its fucking ridiculous how so many guys could be that bad at sex! How hard is it to fuck the hell out of somebody? Really? We need to change scenes because this isn't doing it for me anymore, maybe a gym, or a coffee shop, or a mall, but no more damn clubs,” I said angrily.
• “Hey why should we change? Not all of us is having bad luck like you! I actually had a great week of sex. Maybe if you weren't so hyper you'd attract the right guys,” Rachel said.