And I feel like I'm sharing in it. OK, so we women bond easily. Recently I made a new best femme-friend over the feline flea powder in Petsmart. I've talked about lost loves with supermarket checkers. I've seen women who barely know each other delve into deep discussions of estrogen.
Women just have to yak.
Trey's overeagerness was kinda yucky. Still, beneath the gooey details there's some righteous if embarrassing truth. Take that, My Guy. But they want more. They want the other kind of closeness.