Commiserating

"He's just cheating on me, I know he is!" Sam complained bitterly, deep in her cups now. Carrie petted her long blonde hair.

"I know. I knew it when your dad did it. A woman's intuition is strong," Sam nodded tearfully.

"I just wish I had proof. It's so hard just ... suspecting, every day." Sam leaned forward, kissing Carrie on the lips. Carrie's eyes opened. She hadn't expect it to be this easy.

"I'm sorry, that was dumb," Sam said apologetically. "And I can't. I'm dating Jared."

"And what if Jared was cheating?" Sam took a long look at Carrie's pert ass. This was wrong. So wrong.

"Maybe." Carrie smiled. She had a new mission.