Tuesday, December 18, 2007

A present.

Even I have moments where I think my job is weird.

The white cotton underwear I've got on under my jeans is what I'm giving Ben for Christmas. When I called him today to confirm our appointment for tomorrow, he told me a long story about his dentist and the size of his gums and an expensive surgery to clean them that he apparently doesn't need.

He beams at me over the phone. "Your Christmas present is going to be even better that you thought!"

Hell. I figure a pair of worn panties is the least I can do.

5 comments:

Avalon said...

I've auctioned my panties off on ebanned....now who's weird?

Honey said...

Both of us. And I'm perfectly okay with that.

Snowbunny said...

I'm always confused by how many guys like worn underwear.

Maybe it's just me, but I can't wait to wash them after a long day of...doing stuff...I would never actually want somebody's dirty underwear.

Love your blog

Anonymous said...

There are some weird males out there.

ian said...

this blog is really great by the way, i never knew before you had it that you were such a good writer.