CHAPTER 85

“I’m confused,” Karla said. “But that could just be the alcohol talking. You’re going to have to explain, hon. I’m a little stupid when I’m drinking.”

Sandra and Sophia both chuckled.

“He made this big deal out of me tying him to the bed when we make love. So I’d know he couldn’t hurt me. So I’d know I was safe. Okay, so the reason he dumped me, or at least the reason he gave me for dumping me, was because he was afraid of hurting me. So if I tie him to the bed while he’s asleep and he has a nightmare, voila! He can’t touch me,” she said smugly.

“You’re a fucking genius,” Karla said in admiration.

“I’ll drink to that,” Sandra said.

“Uh, maybe we should let up on the alcohol,” Karla advised.

“Yeah, I have to sober up now,” Sophia said.

“How come?” Sandra asked.

Sophia pushed herself upward again, holding herself up with one hand so she didn’t keel over onto Karla.

“Because when I sober up, I’m going over to his house. If he thinks he can just dump me for my own good and make me miserab