At a friend’s gathering, my boyfriend’s so–called “female buddy” Tiana threw her arm around my shoulder with exaggerated bravado.]


    “Sutton, heard you’re mixed race? What kind of mutt are we dealing with here?“]]


    At the words, the whole room erupted inughter, everyone praising her for being “so hrious.“]


    She swaggered with her beer bottle, shaking her head like she was some kind of philosopher: “These days, mixed–breed animals aren’t worth shit.“]]


    I turned with a serene smile, rose gracefully, and suddenly delivered a sharp p across her face:[]


    So what are you worth for a night, you purebred bitch?!“[]


    It wasn’t until I moved back to the States that I first heard about Tiana–supposedly my boyfriend Garrett’s childhood “female buddy” from their tight–knit crew.


    Apparently, she was the precious little princess of their boys‘ club.


    At first, I didn’t think much of it.


    Seven or eight guys growing up with one girl? Of course they’d look out for her. Seemed normal enough.]


    I even bought Tiana a gift when I came back to Chicago.]]


    After all, if I was gonna marry Garrett, I’d have to fit into his social circle eventually.[]


    We’re pack animals, right? Everyone’s got their crew.]


    But I never could’ve predicted that the first time Garrett brought me to hang with his buddies, everything would blow up in our faces.!]


    In my head, their “female buddy” would be someone tomboyish and down–to–earth–cute face, bubbly personality, maybe dressed kinda androgynous.[]


    The reality? Total fucking whish.]


    First off, this “female buddy” was wearing a white button down with the top three buttons undone.[]


    <b>Her </b>chest was practically spilling out, all soft curves barely contained by somecy, see through bra that screamed “look at


    And that bodycon muu? Jesus Cluist, it was basically a belt


    She moved like she owned the ce–wild and reckless f


    Look. Fin <b>nut </b>trying to slut shame here, but every time she crossed her legs <b>or </b>shifted around, it was like a peep show. The


    whole damn room could see everything.


    Most girls wearing something that short would throw on some safety shorts or tights underneath, you know? Basic decency.[]


    But not Tiana.


    Not only was she goingmando on the coverage, but all she had on underneath was this sheer ck thong that left absolutely nothing to the imagination![]


    Not a while, they started ying Truth or Dare–never been my thing, so <b>I </b>just sat back and watched the shitshow unfold.[]


    Tiana kept losing and picking dare every time.[]


    The punishment was either take a shot or lose a piece of clothing. She went for option two without hesitation.[]


    Next thing I know, that white shirtes flying off andnds right on my boyfriend’s head.]


    That piece of shit actually lifted it to his nose and took a whiff before folding it up all neat and tidy like a good little puppy.


    Now Tiana’s sitting there in just this ckce bra that’s basically see–through, her nipples ying peek–a–boo through the


    fabric.


    Half the guys in the room were practically drooling.


    I got up, poured myself a Coke, and shot Garrett a text.[]


    [Hey babe, I’m getting tired. Can we head out?]]


    This whole scene was making my skin crawl.


    I was already nning the conversation we’d need to haveter how maybe it was time to set some boundaries with his childhood friend.[]


    Girl’s gotta grow up sometime, right?


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    And when she gets married, her husband probably won’t appreciate this whole setup.


    I didn’t want to embarrass him in front of his boys, so I kept it private with the text.


    But what happened next made my brain short–circuit.]