Damnit Janet

Janet: Oh, Master Mike...

So it's my first...concubine? No. Not that. Harem member? I guess technically? I need to come up with a term I'm halfway comfortable saying out loud to describe these women and my situation.

Me: Hey Janet! How have you been?

Janet: Lonely. Karen's left me all by myself in this big, empty apartment.

Me: Is that so?

Janet: It is. All aloooooonnnee...

Janet: If only I had a big strong man here to keep me safe.

Me: Hmm...do you know any you can ask?

Janet: Oh, I know one.

Me: Oh? Is he big enough to keep you safe?

Janet: He's more than big enough. Almost TOO big, if you get me.

She's laying it on a little thick. She's not going to like the bad news I've got for her.

Me: Sorry, Janet. I've got to get started packing. Like last week.

Janet: Aww...

Janet: Are you sure?

Janet: You don't think that I might be able to persuade you?

Janet:

Oh damn. She's pulling out all the stops.

Me:...

Me: I can't tonight. Believe me, I want to. But, I need to start shuttling my stuff to your place sooner than later. I'll load up my car as full as I can get it, and bring it over to your place tomorrow. We can have a little sleepover.

Me: Just you and me.

Janet: Deal! As much as I enjoy spending time with your growing cadre of lovely ladies, we're long overdue for some one on one time. Just don't plan on getting a lot of rest tomorrow night. I'm not going to waste my time "sleeping."

After that, even rush hour traffic couldn't get me down. It would seem I have a wild night ahead of me.

Though, I was admittedly surprised to see the same limo parked outside my building.