One sunny day long ago, I ran into an ex girlfriend, who was preternaturally pleased to see me again. She insisted that we had to get together as soon as possible, as in the next day. I pointed to the restaurant we were near and told her to meet there the next at 11:30am. She agreed and made me promise that I would show up. My first thought was that I had unknowingly fathered her ...... and I was in for a big surprise. The more I thought about it, however, the less likely that seemed possible, as I was friends with her father and he could never keep such a secret, especially as he drank too much. Also, there was something devilish about her glee. I concluded that she wanted to set me up with a female friend of hers, as women loved playing matchmaker.
I dressed in my best suit the next day and arrived early at the restaurant. When she arrived, she was alone and she had us move to the booth in the far corner, which would prove more private. She asked if I remembered her older half sister. I did; in fact, it would have been impossible to forget her, as she was such a complete pain in the ass. Her half sister had made a big stink about my being eight years older than her younger sister and how we were immoral due to our going on vacations together.
I asked why she brought her half sister up. She didn't answer me directly; instead, she told me that she and her half sister had recently attended a bachelorette party, which got wild and included male strippers. The thought of her uptight half sister at the affair did make me smile, as the images of her half sister's dour face filled my mind. She then pulled out of her purse a stack of photos of the event. I looked through them and marveled at how wild the event had been. All the tables were covered with empty glasses and held pitchers of margarita or pina colada. I then got the male strippers part of the stack. They only wore thong black leather jock straps and bow-ties. As I continued to flip through the photos, I froze in disbelief. Her half sister was blowing a male stripper, with the eagerness of a hungry dog eating a hotdog that fell to the floor. He was well equipped and yet she managed to deep throat him. Very impressive. Later, a different stripper was laying across the laps of three women, but in the next photo, the half sister had buried her face in his crotch.
I returned the stack of photos and shook my head in disbelief. She, on the other hand, was having a giggle fit. I asked where she had these X-rated photos developed. Her reply was Costco.