“I don’t want to make any assumptions. Is Mr. Right definitely a Mr.?” Stef asked me. “As much as I would have zero qualms making out with Alicia Keys after she serenades me with a ballad, I can’t live without the dick.” “Man with penis,” Naomi said out loud as she made another note. “What else are you looking for in a man?” “Um, I guess he should be funny and kind and generous. And it would be nice if he was into gardening to help me keep up with the backyard. Obviously he should like kids…and books.” The cat pranced into the room. I patted the arm of my chair. Meow Meow shot me a look of
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