"You're lying, just stop lying..." He says to me as we're both sitting on the couch, watching that Nicholas Cage movie.
"No, I'm not lying...You're the only client I've ever given my number to." Right? I think back, and I can't remember anyone else.
"You mean to tell me that during your first show, you just got up and left? You're lying," he accuses me again.
"I did not have sex with him. He reached for a condom, and then I realized it was a mistake, and I left."
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