“It lasted all of three days.”
“Okay,” I picked up the cards, “so, what happened when you played strip poker?”
“Um,” she grinned, “nothing, I got down to my bra and jeans, but Nathan was in his underpants and then he, well, you’ve heard of premature ejaculation.”
“Oh,” I chuckled, “how old were you?”
“Old enough,” she grinned, “oh he never admitted to it, he had to race to the toilet and he was there for longer than usual but when he came back I felt kind of weird.”
“How weird?”
“Like I shouldn’t be doing this,” she smiled crookedly, “I barely knew him to be honest, he’d been going with my best friend but she dumped him for someone else and he’d dropped in at my place to try and find her.”
“So you felt like you were cheating on your best friend?”
“Kind of,” she sipped her drink, “e
