They Can Go All Night

‘Come on, we’re all adults here.’ Nessa leaned forward. ‘Besides, I probably have more experience than you.’ ‘Says the girl who’s six years younger than me.’ ‘No.’ Nessa wagged a finger at me. ‘Says the girl who’s had three boyfriends, which is two more than what you’ve had.’ I had no comeback to that. A tray-bearing waiter intervened timely. I chased a piece of frog leg around on my plate with a fork. Nessa, however, had not lost interest in the topic. ‘If Landon’s no good, I can introduce you to a couple of hunks. Chiselled six-pack, a nice butt, huge biceps, the works. They can go all night and won’t get clingy in the morning. What do you say? Shall I give you their digits?’ Her description kind of reminded me of the boy from Room 1808. I tossed a serviette at her. ‘Get out. I don’t want to be charged with statutory rape.’ ‘Hey, they’re the same age as me.’ ‘Which means half a decade younger than me. Thanks but no thanks.’ Nessa shrugged. ‘It’s your loss.’ I had to smile. My younger