Sometimes the way you imagine someone to be may not turn out quite so perfectly. Especially when the outcomes involve wet pants. Monique thought Frank was a hottie, and was excited when he was interested in hanging out. She was excited when he called. She also liked the idea of hanging out in a group first so that it would be more comfortable and fun. So one evening, her friends invited them both over to watch the game and have some beers. The evening went well. Soon after, Frank called to take Monique out again. They had a few drinks and went back to her place. While on the couch, relaxing together swiftly moved into a make out session and soon enough he was on top of her. As they made out, she noticed him making a few barely audible sounds. They could be described as grunts or sighs of passion perhaps? Naturally, as their bodies got into the rhythm, the make out session really soared. Abruptly, Frank jumped up and ran to the bathroom. Monique lay there on the couch wondering what the hell happened? 5 minutes later he returned in a different pair of pants. She tried to figure out why he would change mid-make out session?
The answer:
Not wanting to pre-judge, she gave him another shot, and this time, he changed mid make out to pajama pants to be "more comfortable". Yikes! Twice in a row was enough for Monique to properly name him the
Enough said.
Enough said.
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