Page 10 of Stanton Adore

“Don’t tell me you like hairy guys?” She pulls a disgusted face.

I smile. “I do actually.” I nod to accentuate my point. “I like the difference in their body to ours. We are soft. They are hard. We are smooth. They are rough. You know, the whole yin and yang thing. It’s the differences that turn me on.”

“Ugh, all of the guys I’m with manscape and if they don’t I comment that I want them hairless before I see them again.”

Bridget and I are both shocked, our eyes wide.

“You actually say that?”

“Yes, of course, wouldn’t you?”

We both shake our heads. “No, god, no.”

“Girls, have I taught you nothing. Ask for what you want. Men are stupid. They will do what we ask.”

Bridget scrunches her nose up in disgust at Abbie. “The guy I’m going out with is a lot of things. He may be an adulterer and a prick, but stupid isn’t one of them, and Tash is so damn picky.” They both turn their attention to me. “When was the last guy you were actually with?” Bridget glares at me.

“What’s with the Spanish inquisition?” I roll my eyes.

Abbie chimes in, “Yes, she’s right. Are you on the forty-hour man famine?”

I smile, “No one really gets me hot. All the guys I meet are just so…average.” I hunch my shoulders.

“Oh no.” Abbie scowls toward the counter.

“What?” I ask as I sip my coffee.

“It’s Tunnel Cunt.”

I can’t help it, I spit my coffee all over Bridget.

“Oh fuck, Tash, watch it.” She starts to wipe the coffee from her top as I am in a fit of giggles.

“Who in the hell is Tunnel Cunt?” Bridget laughs. “And how in hell did the poor girl get that god-awful name?”

“See that blonde at the counter?” We all lean in, “She’s an ex-stripper and she has her eyes on James.”

James is Abbie’s flatmate who she worships.

“How do you know she has a tunnel cunt? Actually, what is its definition?” Bridget and I are in fits of giggles.

“Shut up, you two.” Abbie scowls. “This isn’t funny.”

“How do you know she has the hots for James?”

“He told me.”

“Oh,” I answer as I nod.

“Does he like her?” Bridget asks as she continues to watch her.

“He said not, but I’m keeping my eyes on her just in case.”

We all nod. “Good idea,” I mutter. We all watch as TC, the new girl on our radar, passes our table.

“OK, anyway, where were we?”

“Oh, I know, and I don’t like to pick up someone random for the sake of it, you both know I’m not like that.”