It's So Easy | Buddy Holly

Dresses

"Okay, yeah. I'll buy yours too."

"You don't have to do that."

"Happy birthday."

Juliet stands up and smiles at me. "I don't know how to feel to know that Buddy has essentially seen me naked."

"I don't know how to feel to know that Russ has essentially seen me naked." I wiggle out of the dress.

"I miss being skinny." Juliet frowns and rubs her baby bump.

"It's not like anyone thinks you're fat, they can tell you're pregnant."

"I think we have nice bodies, really. Nice bust to hip ratio. Nice waist. We have great butts, too." Juliet turns her back to the mirror and looks at her ass over her shoulder. "Fantastic."

I laugh and turn around too. "I mean, I would have to agree. Look at those butts."

Juliet winks at herself in the mirror and laughs. "Okay, get dressed, I don't want to look at your cute panties and cute bra anymore. I wish I could still wear those! Ugh!"

I shrug. "Are you saying that you are envious of my oh so great body?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying! Have you ever tried to have sex when you're pregnant? It's hard! Working around the babies? Impossible. Just about the only position we can do is-"

I cut her off. "Juliet I don't want to know about your sex life."

"Well, I want to hear about yours."

"Ummmm no."

"I don't know if mines normal!"

"It probably is."

"Come on!"

"Why?"

"Because I want to know! Women talk about this stuff!"

I roll my eyes. "Fine. What do you want to know?"

"How often?"

"I don't know! I don't count!"

"So like...a lot?"

"Jesus, Juliet. No, average. We're pretty busy if you haven't noticed."

"So not a lot?"

"I'm done talking about this in a public dressing room. I'll spill all when we're in the car or something." I grab my blouse and slide it on, buttoning it.

Juliet grabs the dress and checks the size. "Did the medium fit over your chest okay?"

"Yes, it was fine. Maybe slightly tight, but then again, everything is a little tight around there."

"Do you think our mom cursed us with these ridiculous fat balls?"

I laugh and pull on my skirt. "Probably."

"What bra size do you wear?"

"34 D I think?" I sit on the bench and pull on my socks and shoes.

"I'm already up to a 34DD." Juliet looks disappointed and fixes her hair in the mirror. She's kept it at shoulder length since we were sophomores. It's very Marilyn Monroe esque.

"Jeez! I thought my back hurt!" I stand up after tying my shoes. I fix my hair in the mirror too. I'm much lazier with my hair. Long with bangs. I almost always pull my hair into a ponytail and curl my bangs and the ends of the pony. Huh, I've had the same exact hair style for almost a decade. Maybe I should change...no. I'm too low maintenance to spend more than fifteen minutes on my hair. The rare occasions I do wear my hair down, it's curled away from my face. I can't stand hair in my face.

We finally get back into the car and start home. I look at the clock on the dashboard. Holy shit, it's already 5:30!

"Well?" Juliet looks at me from the driver's seat.

"Well what?" I look back at her.

"How often?"

"Oh my God. I won't get you to shut up until I tell you."

"Yes."

"Like, two or three times a week. Maybe four."

"That seems pretty average."

"I told you."

She looks back at the road. "Do you guys still use "protection"?"

"I'm not trying to get pregnant, thank you."

"So yes. Well when are you going to have kids?"

"I don't know. Maybe a couple of years."

"I can't wait. They'll be the cutest kids of all time."

A/N: Sorry again for the short chapter! I'll get something longer up probably next week!