Page 12 of Slut Shamed


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I stop so suddenly that Puffbutt gives me a look when his leash catches. “People call you a slut?”

Rolling her eyes, she tugs on my hand and we keep walking. “Trust me, I’ve heard them all. My favorite lipstick shade is penis. I’ve had more balls in my mouth than Hungry Hungry Hippos. My legs are like Walmart, open twenty-four seven.”

The nonchalant way she says it surprises me, but not as much as the blunt statement that follows. We’ve just arrived back at my car and she pauses, staring me in the eye. “If that sort of thing bothers you, we probably shouldn’t see each other again. Because I’m not apologizing for the fact that I date and sleep with whoever I want to. Men are allowed to do that exact thing without being penalized for it. If people knew you went home with me last night, I’m the slut and you’re the stud. Totally unfair. I’m not playing by those rules.”

I cup her face in my hands. “People are idiots. Who you sleep with is nobody’s business. Who else do I need to punch in the face? Just give me a list.”

A bright smile breaks across her face and she drops a quick kiss on my lips. “No punching. And for the record, I’ve never cheated on anyone, I’m always safe, and I get tested twice a year.”

“Same goes for me.”

Puffbutt whines his displeasure at being made to wait and she laughs, scooping him up to put him in the car. I drop her off to run a few errands and promise to be back in a couple of hours for the bonfire.

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