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do you remember what you said to me?”
    She nodded. “That flying over the moon would be a dream come true because I wanted to live on it someday.”
    “Right. I knew then and there that you were an adventurous soul, and I accepted it.” She paused. “You and Oscar may not be getting married tomorrow, but… I still want to know how much sex you two have been having.”
    “V.” She playfully shoved her away and began walking faster.
    “I’m going through a dry spell. The love of my life is marrying a she-devil. Let me live vicariously through you!”
     
    Part Three
    When they arrived to their townhome on the Upper West Side, Nikki reached into her pocket for her keys. Vanessa stood behind on the steps and stared down at the doorknob. She noticed it had been tampered with.
                  “Hold on,” she said, gently moving Nikki aside.
                  She stepped forward and extended her hand, pushing the door back. When they realized it was already open, they looked at one another and slightly panicked.
                  “Son of a bitch,” Vanessa muttered.
    As they stormed through the foyer and turned a corner toward the kitchen, Vanessa jumped back in a fright, latching onto the framing of the wall and covering her eyes at what she had just witnessed: it was their roommate Maurice. He was completely naked and had just bent over to look for something in the fridge.
                  “What?” Nikki asked, storming up behind. When she peeked over Vanessa’s shoulder and got a glimpse of Maurice’s butt cheeks, she gagged. “Ay Dios Mio, Papi! Put that thing away! It’s too early in the day for all of this.”
                  “Never too early to express my freedom,” he said, still rummaging inside the fridge. Then he stopped and stood up, smiling. “You called me ‘Papi’.”
                  “I misspoke.”
                  “Maurice,” Vanessa snapped in a harsh tone. “What the hell are you doing here?”
                  “I live here.”
                  “At home in the middle of the day, and naked as a jaybird in my kitchen,” she replied.
                  “ Our kitchen,” he emphasized. “I pay for half of this place too.”
                  “Keep this up and you won’t be paying for much of anything any longer. Except for maybe a hospital bill.”
                  After grabbing a bottle of water, he stood up straight and closed the door to the fridge.
                  As his dick waved back and forth and bounced against his balls, Nikki made a face as if she were going to puke and turned away, closing her eyes.
                  “Nothing you’ve never seen before,” he said to her. “Maybe not in a very long time, though, for both of you.” He took a sip of water and stared at them.
    Vanessa glared into his eyes as he smiled sheepishly.
                  “This is making me sick,” said Nikki. “No one warned me about this.”
                  “Just like no one warned me about that .” He picked up an envelope from the counter behind him and walked over to them.
                  “I’m going upstairs before I lose my lunch all over this floor.” She turned away as quickly as she could and raced from the room.
                  Vanessa watched her go, then turned back to Maurice and snatched the envelope from between his thumb and forefinger.
                  “I’m sorry,” he said. “But you know it’s in my nature to walk around naked in my own home.”
                  She dropped her purse on the table and stared up at him. “That’s just it, Maurice. It’s not just your home. In fact, it was never your home because I was the one who first bought this place in college. And then I let you move in after your house flooded and you just