And that's a wrap for Teri Florez and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Fucking Bad D/a/y/ Week -- and all I have for the triad, for now. I'm not ruling out further stories (especially since, near the end of the first draft, all three of them got squirrelly and instead of, yanno, trying to get out of the mess they'd gotten themselves into, started telling me what happens when Teri and Dana join Mike at UT-Austin) but first I need to reset my brain with something completely different. Something, maybe, more smutty. And weird. Weird-ass smut sounds good right now.
(Yeah, I should have realized that separating the three would mean long stretches of no sex. As would upping teh dramaz. My bad. I'll try to make their hypothetical next installment a sex comedy. Writin' to me strengths, and all that.)