"I thought so. How many women have you had sex with?"That was a question too far, and I got up to stumble off to the bathroom, so she wouldn't see the watering in my eyes.I stood in the bathroom and tried to pee and nothing came out. It was time to get control of myself. I kept asking myself "Why do I care? What difference does it make what she thinks?"Eventually I made my way back to the table. There were two new drinks there.I sat down and said, honestly, "Sorry. Your question threw me."She smiled, sympathetically, and said, "It's ok. It's a bastard of a question. I think I already know the answer. Let me guess, you went to Las Vegas because..."I didn't reply and she finished her own sentence after a pause, and said, " ... because that's where all the whores are, right?"I let out a sigh I didn't know I was holding."Oh my. OOOOk. Work is cut out here," she murmured. She took a sip of the new drink and then flicked her eyes at me."Thomas, do you think I'm cute?"I was taken a back.. .
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