It was Valentine's yesterday and I started to think about Roxy & how much I love her. I decide to call. I wasn't sure she would pick up. She has a history of not doing so...much to my pleasure she did - "What do you want Jethro?" The sound of her voice gets me every time - "Roxy gorgeous - I just wanted to tell you even though we are not together today. I still consider you my valentine and the next time you come to town I will make it up to you. I miss you so much sweet thing."
I hear a sigh and then she says -"Jethro, Jethro, Jethro - I still rue the day we first slept together. It was Christmas and I was lonely. You looked so adorable in your 7-11 shirt. And then you read your stupid blog to me. Right there at the counter. It was so charming. You were so yummy. You remember that night...Don't you Jethro?"
Of course I remember the first night we were together. How could I not? I let her know it as well - "Sweet thing I remember that night like it was yesterday. Greatest night of my life. I thought I had died & gone to heaven when you took off your clothes. It was the most beautiful sight this Village Idiot had ever seen. It's not just that gorgeous. I love everything about you. You are the girl for me."
Roxy is a professional. I understand it. I don't necessarily like it, but I understand it - "Jethro sweetie, I find it so adorable you consider me your valentine. I really do. Now listen to what I am about to say and listen good." Whenever she tells me to 'listen good' - I realize something unpleasant is about to come out of her mouth - "You are not my valentine. Not even close. Why can't you get it through your head? You know what kind of girl I am. Now if you will excuse yourself for being a distraction - I have to get ready for my real Valentine's Day date." She then hangs the phone up without saying goodbye.
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