A few nights ago an old girl friend called saying she was “lonely.”
This is girlspeak for a booty call. It is amazing the different reasons they will come up with to get you to come over and then things “just happen.”
She reassured me that all she wanted was to “cuddle” because she was having a hard time.
“Sure.” I said, being the noblest white knight with only the purest of intentions I sallied forth on my white stead in my car.
Despite my protestations of her virtue and mine own, a deed born of mischief was done that night and in the early hours of darkest morning.
She thanked me for my courtesy.
“It was my pleasure.” I said with a flourish.
“You really are a complete asshole.” she responded.
It’s all in how you say things.
