I’M WETTING, DADDY

"Well, so was he mad? Did he give you shit? At least he pulled your ass off the floor. What did he say?"

"He knew my name ... thanks to you." And I turn around right into her face and give her a big shit-eating grin. "And we have a date."

"Oh my God! Tell me girl! Did he ...? Did you ...? What are you gonna do?"

"Maybe I'll tell you later," I smirk. "Depending."

That's all she's going to get for now, I don't want her in the bar, watching from someplace.

And wondering will drive her crazy!

It takes 25 minutes before I make...