The end of the road for best buddy & me.

A tear came to my eye as I watched him load the last of his things into the truck - "Best buddy, it has been an awesome experience reconnecting with you the last couple months. I just have one favor to ask before you leave town. My neighbor has been giving me the friendly eye for a while and I want you to slam her before you leave town and tell me what it is like. If I was a younger man I would do it, but now I am too old for the awkwardness such a tryst would cause. It's not a good idea to you know what where you feed. Do you understand what I mean by that statement best buddy?"

Joel bedded scores of women in Las Vegas, so one more for the road isn't any big deal in my opinion - "She just got home dude. Go knock on her door and ask if you can borrow a cup of sugar. I guarantee she'll get the hint and all will be good." He's the only guy I know who would have a chance, but it wasn't in the cards - "Dude, I still have a bunch of shit I have to get done. I just don't have the time," he answers with a smile, "Besides, I am leaving all this shit behind me. Why don't you do it?" I again tell him the you know what where you feed story, and how I have to live here - "Come on dude! I know she wants it. Run up there and slam her real quick. All you have to do is ask best buddy," I encourage once again.

"Sorry, no time for it. If I had more time I would seriously consider it,"  I tell best buddy he must be slipping with the ladies - "Please," he then adds, "I have a list longer than my arm of women who can rebuke that. I just don't have the time." I wasn't buying his pressed for time excuse - "Look, man, all you have to do is go knock on her door and tell her you want to borrow a cup of sugar. It will take you thirty minutes at tops. I will watch over the truck while you take care of business. I want you to do it and let me know what it is like. That's not asking too much best buddy." Again, he complains about time and how he'll have to pass, he then adds - "Dude, the truth is I have to take care of one of my girls in about two hours. Then I am headed to Denver and plan on getting there just in time to watch the K-State game tomorrow. I don't have the energy or extra Viagra to satisfy your request."

We bear hug each other and I tell him to drive carefully and to say hi to everyone in Kansas for me, I then make one more request before he leaves, "There is one thing you can do for me before you leave town since you won't slam my neighbor. I want you to admit that you and I are best buddies. Can you do that for me?" I have been trying to get him to say it since he moved in and he has refused. This time he refused with a smile - "Give me a hug you silly bastard." We hug and he says, "It is time for me to hit the road. I will text you when I get back to KC." As he turns the corner and drives out of sight. A thought comes to me - "Who is going to be my best buddy now that my best buddy is gone?"