“Forget your eyeballs. I had her bleach my asshole. And then I asked her out.” I didn’t really ask her out. I just tell Alex that as part of my ‘keeping her occupied before her surprise proposal’ plan.
She spits her drink out, getting most of it on the table. “You did not! You asked her out? What did she say?”
“I’m picking her up at 7:00 tonight,” I lie. “So I’d better get home if I want to have time to get ready.”
“What do you even need to get ready?” Becca asks. “You’ve just waxed your junk and bleached your asshole. You should be good to go.”
“I’ll have you know I like to look good for my dates. Plus, I need to shower and make sure all traces of wax and bleach are gone. Wouldn’t want her to encounter any of that when she’s not at her day job.” I wiggle my eyebrows suggestively. I’m actually just going to go and have a shower and change before the party. Maybe make up some plans for my upcoming classes at the gym.
“Such a gentleman.” Alex jokes.
“I always take care of my lady friends,” I say. “And with that, I will leave. See you guys at family dinner tomorrow. Thanks for inviting me to join you today. I love a good girls’ day.” I give both women hugs and then I’m gone.
Maybe I’ll call Denise after my shower? Just to talk, like friends do sometimes. I bet I can make her laugh pretty hard with stories of my spa appointment today.
