"Are you serious, Vicky, you want to throw Angela her bachelorette party?" he asked, handing us a couple of beers. "Yes, John," she answered, taking her's. "She might be your fiancé, but she's my new best friend. It's not like we're gonna talk about you, we're fucking sick of that now, aren't we, Angela?" she asked, rubbing my leg. I immediately twitched somewhat and grinned. "Yes, Vicky."
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