I’m still close with an ex, Megan. Last night, neither of us had anything going, so we met for dinner and a couple of drinks before going back to my house to watch a movie. Boring, right? We never got to the movie.
I went to the bathroom and came out to her stripped down on my couch, legs spread, fingers rubbing…
“Farm Boy, take off your shirt,” she commanded in a fake British accent. Seems a little Princess Bride role playing was going to happen.
“As you wish,” I replied before pulling my shirt off over my head.
“Farm Boy, remove your pants.”