George ofcourse!

George is sitting on the couch, focussed on the television. When he sees you he stands up to give you a brohug.

'Heeey man! Long time no see!' he says happily.

'Yeah man, good to see you,' you say as convincingly as you can.

He seems a lot more adult since you last saw him. His long hippie hair has been cut short into a neat haircut and he seems a lot less lanky. He must have been going to the gym, you think.

You both sit down and talk about what has been happening in the convening years. Daphne comes walking in again with three beers and sits on a chair next to you.

'So yeah, I met this beautiful lady here, and long story short; we're going to get married!' George explains happily.

'Wow, congratulations man!' you say. 'Congratulations to you both!'

'So, what have you been doing here man?' George asks. 'Been seeing some old friends?'

'Yeah,' you say. 'Sort of.'

'Have you seen Adam and Brooke?' George pushes on. 'They're a couple now.'

'Yeah, I heard...' you say.

'Ohhh yeah, you two were an item right? Say what happened between you two? Suddenly it was over.'

Bitter at George's willful ignorance you say; 'She cheated on me.'

'Oh yeah, with who?' George asks, trying not to sound suspicious.

'I don't know,' you lie. 'Someone saw her but didn't know with who. It were two guys though.'

'Man, that's tough,' George says, trying to sound sympathetic now.

You drink a lot, the rest of the evening, trying to stay as nice as possible to George. It turns into an actual relativly pleasurable evening, not counting the way you're always thinking about giving him the **** he deserves. After four beers or so, George leaves for the bathroom and Daphne turns to you. She's obviously a little tipsy.

'I've heard a lot about you, you know,' she says mysteriously.

'Oh yeah? What did you hear?' you ask.

'I'm friends with Brooke. She's told me all about what you have in your pants.'

Shocked at this comment, you try to react as straight faced as possible and say; 'Oh yeah? And what's in my pants?'

'Only the cock to rule all cocks,' she holds her hands up. 'Her words not mine.' She winks.

You want to react but right then George comes back from the bathroom.

'What are you smiling about?' he says to both of us.

'Nothing,' you both reply.