Last Friday night Flo and I finally did it. We had that threesome we’d been talking about for years now.
Before we met up with Mia*, an Italian woman Flo had met on a dating app, he and I pow-wowed at a Vietnamese tapas place in Kreuzberg.
“What if either of us doesn’t like her?” he asked.
“If I don’t like her, I’ll ask you for a tissue. If you like her, y…
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