I Sold My Dignity, Not My Heart
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In the middle of an aphrodisiac-induced haze, Harry Anderson is helped into our bedroom by my partner, Cecilia Stone. Halfway through, she comes back out and flicks a few bills into my face.
"Go get me another box of condoms. Three isn't nearly enough."
When she sees my indifferent expression, her best friend immediately jumps in with a playful grin, trying to smooth things over. "Chase is still mad. I'll go instead."
Cecilia is just about to mock me, but I quietly bend down and pick up the money.
Instantly, the living room erupts with girlish laughter.
