"That's unfortunate," Lori said, embarrassed.
"Why?"
"I leaned the other way with Renee. It's not my fault!" she insisted when I looked at her in alarm. "She kept saying I was too vanilla for...what she suggested earlier. So I made something up. Said you were into public s*x stuff."
I blushed. "But...why?"
"She got my hackles up. I was self conscious, because yeah, I'm pretty vanilla, or I have been in the past." She sighed, "Sorry, this is really embarrassing, and I dunno if we should just vanish or, like, explain somehow."
"And, uh, what would we say?"
"I don't really know. One of them thinks we're siblings, the other things we're dating. How do you reconcile the two?"
The silence hung, palpable and raw, between us. How DO you reconcile those two? My heart raced at the easy soluti
