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The next guy and the next don’t do anything for me, and while it was a fun experience, I don’t plan on making plans with any of the guys that I met tonight. Whether it was bad breath, or just a complete lack of sensitivity of topics, I’m done for the night.

I walk in the front door to the sounds of loud moaning.

I press myself up against the closed front door and cover my eyes with my hand, even though there’s a wall separating the front entry way and the living space.

“Quinn! If you are entertaining in the common area while naked, I have my eyes covered in case naked bodies need to run into the bedroom where these kinds of activities should be taking place!” I yell.

The moaning stops.

I listen for any movement, but I hear nothing for a few moments until I hear her laughing.

I pull my hand away from my eyes and see Quinn standing in front of me, fully clothed.

“What is happening here?” I ask. “You’re fully clothed. Oh geez, are you soaking your fingers?”

“That sounds completely gross, like I’m marinating my fingers.” Quinn laughs.

“Okay, how about dialing the rotary phone? Or strumming the lady parts’ guitar strings?” I offer, still not moving from my spot against the door.

“I’m watching porn,” she explains.

“Why are you watching that in the living room? Isn’t that more of a private kind of show that you watch?”

“It’s research, not for fun.”

“Research?” I question stepping further into our apartment.

“I’ve been assigned to write up a story about the different forms of porn. Like the best of the best.”

“You were assigned?”

“I bitched and complained during a meeting recently saying that all the fun and sensational topics were going to Gary, the suck-up. So, to my pleasure, I was assigned to this.” She shrugs.

“And what are we learning?” I fight the laughter from erupting.

“That the women are clearly overacting, and the guys will do anything to stick it in all the holes. I’ve got some popcorn, care to watch some with me?”

“You’re getting paid to watch porn.” I shake my head while I drape my purse strap around the chair and walk over to the fridge.

“I am, isn’t it great?”

I rummage through the fridge and pull out a few ingredients to make dinner.

“I think I’m going to pass on the communal porn watch party. I kind of am turned off by the male population at the moment.”

“Aw, why is that?” Quinn says with a tilt of her head.

“Speed dating.”

“Does your husband know?” Quinn jokes.

“Funny.” I roll my eyes.

“Yeah, so something came in the mail today,” Quinn walks over to the coffee table.

I glance at the television screen and see an orgy taking place and laugh.

Quinn hands me an envelope with an embossed city symbol on the envelope.

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