I was watching TV, one of those old white shows from the 50s. Like with that white spoiled guy named "Tanner" with a nice fancy car. His girlfriend ditches him because he is sex crazy. His father tells him to go join the Army. He comes back looking like a J crew model. Any way, the phone rings. I was running to get it. It was that guy, from last night. He wanted to come over tonight,for SEX reasons. This is weird as fuck. Nobody ever calls again. They don't want their wives to get suspicious. So he came at 10. While we are, ummm, Exchanging he pulls something out of his pocket. Sets it on my bedside table. We continue. He leaves at 12:30. I look on my bedside table. Its a phone mumber.
