Katrina laughed, low and warm. “There’s only one. Don’t write a play about me unless I get final approval.”
Later, tangled in a sleeping bag on the stage floor (because the storm had flooded the subway and neither of them could go home), Celia traced the scar on Katrina’s knuckle. SexMex 21 05 26 Katrina Moreno Sex With A Gay D...
“She was an idiot,” Katrina said.