I'm standing in line at the checkout when I noticed this drop dead gorgeous blonde behind me. She sees me notice her and she raises her hand, smiles and says, "hello". I'm thinking so myself 'what the fuck?'.
I'm wondering what the fuck is a looker like this doing waving to me, and although she sort of looked familiar I have no idea where I might know her from. So, I say, "Sorry, do you know me?"
Then she says, "I may be mistaken, but I think you might be the father of one of my kids!"
Holy fuck! My mind is going 1000 mph thinking back to every thing I had ever done wrong. But, there had only been one time in my marriage that I had been unfaithful.
"Jesus Christ! Are you that stripper gram from my stag night that I fucked on the pool table in front of all my buddies while the other stripper chic whipped me with some wet celery and stuck a cucumber up my ass?"
"No" she replies, "I think your daughter might be in my English class"
What a relief that was.
I'm wondering what the fuck is a looker like this doing waving to me, and although she sort of looked familiar I have no idea where I might know her from. So, I say, "Sorry, do you know me?"
Then she says, "I may be mistaken, but I think you might be the father of one of my kids!"
Holy fuck! My mind is going 1000 mph thinking back to every thing I had ever done wrong. But, there had only been one time in my marriage that I had been unfaithful.
"Jesus Christ! Are you that stripper gram from my stag night that I fucked on the pool table in front of all my buddies while the other stripper chic whipped me with some wet celery and stuck a cucumber up my ass?"
"No" she replies, "I think your daughter might be in my English class"
What a relief that was.