Our Way

by T.L. Swan

“We’re friends. And when was the last time you had sex?” I retort. “A while ago.” Jolie sighs. I look between my two beautiful friends, and something blindingly obvious stands out. “What’s going on with us?” “What?” “Look at us,” I say. “In our thirties, successful, financially independent and happy, yet nobody out there interests us romantically. There’s no shortage of men, just none are appealing to us three.” We all stare into space as we each go over that notion in our mind. “I don’t know about you girls, but casual sex has most definitely lost its shine.” Brooke sighs. “For me, too.” Jolie nods. “I go to the gym, then work, and I hang with you guys on the weekend. I really don’t do much else. I may be the most boring person on the planet.” “Me, too,” Brooke agrees. “You know what the problem is?” I say. “We’re too comfortable.” “To be honest, I’d rather eat a cupcake than spend an hour getting ready for a date with a loser. Men just aren’t worth the fucking hassle anymore.” Jolie shrugs. “Well, let’s face it, nobody satisfies us in bed like BOB does, anyway.” We all clink our glasses together. “Amen.” I slump and lean on my hand. “I’ve had way too many dates with my vibrator. I think I’ve forgotten what real sex is even like.”