“I tipped him your dignity. He said it was fine, but it had a small stain.”
The Last Olive
“No,” he said, stabbing the cake. “Because watching you plan my demise is better than sex.” adult comedy
Marjorie had been married to Greg for twenty-two years, which meant she had mastered the art of the silent bet. Tonight’s wager: how many minutes into their “romantic” Thursday dinner before he checked his fantasy football scores. “I tipped him your dignity
“That can be arranged. I have a shovel in the trunk and a very flexible moral code after 8 p.m.” “Don’t be so sure
Marjorie snatched the last olive from her glass and ate it. “Don’t be so sure. I hide the good lube in the same box as the tax returns. You’ve never found either.”