Chapter 12

She says, “It’s time to make you hard and happy, sweetie. Honey wants a taste of your ruggedness. Honey needs you.”

I’ve seen and heard enough. It’s time to leave. There is no reason for me to stick around a second longer. I get what’s going on between the two of them. Wink. Wink. Boy meets girl. Big-boobed girl hits on tool-boy. Girl does boy. I get it. I’m not a fool. I’ve seen it a million times before. Who hasn’t? It’s in every relationship handbook between men and women that’s ever been written.

Politely, I tell them both, “I really have to go. Goodbye,” and I slip away.

Honey makes a tsksound.

“Lance…Wait,” Tool calls out to me.

“Oh, sweetie, let the fag go. He has nothing to offer us. Let him go find a dick somewhere. You have me. And I have you.”