These people feature regularly in my stories. Most because they’re my closest and dearest and I love them above all (except shoes and tequila). Some because, well, the stories are just too good not to be shared. But, as I’m all about protecting the not-so-innocent, I don’t use their real names, but a moniker. After all, that’s way more fun! In alphabetical order…

BF – My wonderful boyfriend. The kindest, sweetest, most cheerful person ever, who loves to give me crap and won’t ever let me forget the time I said, (instead of “I can do my own butt-kicking”) “I can kick my own butt.” More fun to be with than should be legal, but knows how to talk, too. Lousy taste in ties and facial hair.

Crazy Leto Lover – friend I met through our mutual love of books and calling things by their own name. A fellow Group-Spankee (no pun intended you dirty-minded readers of mine!) whose blog is funny and mean and full of her love for the Brothers Leto (well, we can’t all have a perfect taste in men). I want to read that book of hers!

DD - Daddy Dearest. The evil man who hired people to tell me to stop buying shoes. Oh, and gave me a gazillion-billion dollar white-gold cuffs for fun. Talk about consistent up-bringing methods!

E – An old friend I’ve known since high school. When she came into our class within three days we were as close as you could be, and everyone thought we’d known each other forever. We just hit the right notes, I guess. Still one of the very few who knows all my secrets. But she ain’t telling! Loves sports as much as I do.

H – My bestest friend. I’ve known her since the beginning of time, and we speak practically daily on the phone. She’s the first person I call when something happens.

Hot Dream Guy – the man I’m hoping will offer me a job one day. Helps me with my thesis. The dream was hot, not the man. Just tought I’d clear that up.

K - my co-worker who looks like Jesus and has dedicated his life to the Holy Trinity of PBC: Porn, Ballet and Candy.

Law Boy – a friend who, surprisingly enough, studies law. Recently developed a crush on me. Most troublesome.

My Friend Who Visits Third World Countries For Fun – An old friend from high school, who knows most of my secrets. Inspiration and encouragement in one pretty package. Got us arrested once. (Well, I’m not taking the blame for that!!)

My Friend With Huge Boobs – My very very dear friend. Who has fairly big boobs (over which I’m totally jealous). Like BF, has a mission in life to give me as much crap as possible, and return every sloppy comment with razor-sharp precision. Loves shoe shopping as much as I do, and drinks vodka like a Russian. Gets me into more trouble than anyone else.

Perfect Morning-After Voice – A friend of BF’s and mine. Good friend, great voice! Sweet guy and a fellow coffee-addict.

Ski Guy – A friend I meet more often on the slopes than anywhere else. Only man in the world who could pull off the Army Boots Look (nothing but the boots) without looking ridiculous. Also, his technicians take care of my skis so I have to be nice to him.

 

I’ll add to the list as more people make appearances here on my blog…