Kiss each other

"I know what you girls get up to," Mick says. He still won't look up from his computer, the fucking prick. It's like he doesn't really care that either of you are there, but he's the one that called the both of you in here, so it's not like it's a convincing facade. He's just being an asshole. "You prance around wearing basically nothing, getting drunk all the time and fucking whatever dumbshit kid makes you feel good." From someone you actually respect, this little tirade might have been cutting or harsh. But coming from someone as trashy as Mick, you just feel bad for him. He likes to talk shit about 'sluts' and 'whores' but you know for a fact that his daughter Celeste has gobbled more than a few cocks in her day.

I mean, he's got a point. You've slept with someone every weekend for the past month and a half, and nearly all of them were different people. But your business is your business, and you're happy with your life. More importantly, you don't give much of a shit about his approval, beyond the fact that you need it to keep your job.

"So don't give me any crap about not wanting to blow me," he says. Finally, he looks up from his computer, up at both you and Sydney. _Well, wasn't expecting that, _you think to yourself. "Now start kissing each other."

You weren't expecting that, either.

You glance over at Sydney, who seems shocked. Since coming into the office she's tried to maintain the squeaky-clean image that she uses on strangers and in awkward situations, but she just looks confused now. You feel pretty confused, too. I mean, you shouldn't be. Just a few minutes ago you were on your knees for Mick, so you know what kind of shit he pulls. But it's still a change.

I mean, it's not as if you haven't made out with other girls at bars before. And you're not afraid to admit that you've woken up in bed with another woman after particularly drunk nights... and a few sober ones. There was that threesome you had the summer after high school with your then-boyfriend and his 'ex.'

But you've never made out with a friend before.

You don't take your eyes off of Sydney, and she keeps her eyes on you. You're still reacting to what Mick ordered the two of you to do.