Page 21 of The Man Next Door
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I smiled. “Nope… no woman. He seems like a loner,” I pointed out. “But I don’t exactly watch his place every second of the day either.”
“Well, if he does, she’s history. He’s mine now.”
I winced. “Do you really think that’s a good idea, Izzie?”
“Well, it’s not like I’m a virgin like you, Abby. I’ve been around, you know.”
“Give me that bag of Doritos,” I snapped. “You’re hogging them.”
I ripped the bag right out of her hands, and popped a Dorito into my mouth.
Yes, you’ve been around, all right.
Slut.
