New York Love Affair
‘Come on Loca…if that’s even your real name!’ Melanie said while pushing the dress into my arms. ‘No, that’s what you call me. Come on, I’d like to go to a place where I don’t get in trouble because of you.’ I rolled my eyes trying to hand the dress back to her. ‘We’ve never even been in this part of town! They don’t know who we are. For all these people know we are some old prick’s young tenderonies.’ This time Melanie positioned me so I was facing the mirror. I couldn’t help but laugh. My...