Frustration

She’s single, she’s shapely, she’s beautiful and she lives right across the street. I can see

her place from my kitchen window. I watched as she got home from work this evening. I was surprised

when she walked across the street, up my driveway and knocked on the door. I opened the door, she

looked at me and said, “I just got home, and I have this strong urge to have a good time, dance,

get drunk, and have s*x tonight. Are you doing anything?” I quickly replied, “Nope, I’m

free!” “Great,” jshe said. “Can you watch my dog?”