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to spring a crazy “Jessica plan” on me. “What do you mean?”
     
    “We’re going out!” she stated triumphantly.
     
    I fiddled with the ripped material exposing my knee. “When?”
     
    “Tomorrow night—I’ll swing by your place at 10:00 p.m. We’re gonna get you a new shag! It’s the only way.”
     
    I scratched my knee as I felt myself drifting away to daydream land. “I don’t know… I’m kinda over it, actually.”
     
    “Shagging?” She looked at me as if I needed to be locked up. “Don’t be so silly, Siena! Get back on the horse and ride him!”
     
    I laughed as I led her to the door. “I’m going to go to bed. Thanks for stopping by and checking on me. I do appreciate it—sorry I’ve been a hermit. I just didn’t know what to say… so I didn’t say anything.”
     
    She nodded, hugging me again. “It’s ok—I’ll fix you. See you tomorrow!”
     
    I looked at her wearily. “We’ll see,” I said as I shut the door softly and went to bed.
     

3
     
    “Ready, hot stuff?” Jess waltzed her pale pink, figure-hugging dress straight past my nose and into the apartment, shutting the door playfully behind her by stretching out her kitten-heeled foot.
     
    I scratched my head in exhaustion. “I don’t know. I’m really not in the mood, clubbing is so... meat market.”
     
    She laughed as she fussed with her blonde hair in front of the mirror. “That, missy, is exactly what you need! A little bit of meat!” She winked at me, laughing like a drain. “I bought an extra large bottle of plonk. We’re going to get you seriously plastered and laid like a house tonight!”
     
    Give me strength! I thought, closing my eyes in the hope that she would disappear, and I would be left to watch infomercials in peace for the rest of the evening. “You’ve got it all planned out, don’t you, Jess?”
     
    She clasped her hands together, beaming at me, “Sure do! How long has it been? No sex is, like, totally bad for your health, Siena.”
     
    I smiled, shaking my head at her advice. “Where did you get your medical degree from again?”
     
    She laughed, “Shhh! Smart ass.”
     
    I looked into the green eyes staring back at me in the mirror. Compared to the night I had been with him, they now looked so tired—drained. “I’m fine, really,” I said, hoping to also convince myself. “I just don’t need to put myself through this, that’s all.”
     
    “Put yourself through what?” She rested her chin on my shoulder as she looked at me in the mirror waiting for an answer, which I knew I couldn’t give.
     
    “Getting shagged by a hot, Italian bod? Yeah, it sounds disgusting. Come on!” She dragged me playfully to the wardrobe. “I’m going to pick out something extra tight—get you back on the man-teasing train you always loved to ride. I don’t know what the last guy did to you, but, seriously, you need to get over it, and the best way to do that is by getting under another one. Got it?” She hugged me with encouragement.
     
    I laughed, feeling my spirits lift. “Pour me a drink then—actually, pour me two.”
     
    “Sure thing!” She said as she threw a pinstriped corset, and short black skirt into my arms, and bounced towards the alcohol looking like some sort of a strange kangaroo. “Wear that—it opens at the front! Whoever does you tonight is gonna be a lucky boy; the access points are so accessible!”
     
    “Jess! OMG! Have you already started drinking?” I asked, blushing as I walked towards the bathroom to change.
     
    She laughed, throwing her head in the air as she flung her arms up in surrender. “Yes, yes, okay you caught me! I’ve had a little bit to drink—big deal, it’s Friday. So what?”
     
    There was silence for a few minutes. She must have paused to take a breath or have another drink, it was hard to decipher from behind the door.
     
    “I don’t know why you don’t come out dancing with me more often,” she called. “That’s how