Glass (Crank 2)

Two Guys, One Bed

It’s really too weird.

[Yeah, but kind of nice.]

What has happened to my

morals,

my sense of right, wrong?

[Way overrated.] Shit, I’m

a one-woman Sodom and

Gomorrah, awaiting

transformation.

I hope Trey [and/or Brad]

likes salt, ’cause I’ll soon

be a regular pillar, in

exchange for this brand of

sin.

Trey definitely must like

salt. It’s bad enough that I

felt like it was okay to be

jam between slices of

bread.

But why doesn’t Trey care

about finding me in bed

with Brad? His cousin, yet.

Two separate trusts,

broken.

I mean, Brad accepts that

I’ve got a major thing for

Trey. But will Brad accept

the fact that Trey has climbed

into