Haste makes waste.

“If this is about Kate…” Toby begins

“This is about my sister.” You confirm with a nod “And about some of the stuff you said to me, when I told her to stop wasting her time on you and dump your ass. ”

“Look. I was drunk….”

“I don’t really care.” You cut Toby off again “Would you rather calmly and honestly answer my questions, or would you rather punch yourself in the nuts as hard as you can?”

“I’d rather answer your questions.”

“Thought so. Now tell me, did you sleep with Sarah again after Kate found out the first time?”

“Yes.”

You suspected as much, but it still sucks to know you were right.

“And did you cheat on her with any other girls”

“Yes. ”

Damn. You had only know about Sarah. You are just glad Kate never found out about this.

“Who?”

“Rachel and Joanna.” You have no idea who they are, but it doesn’t really matter. At least it wasn’t anyone Kate considers a friend. The more important question is:

“Why?”

“Because I was drunk and your sister is a prude. ” Was he talking about the same Kate that taught you to delete the browser-history when you were fifteen and the entire family shared one laptop during a vacation? Because that Kate had been really cool about seeing the kind of sites you had been curious about. ( It had still been awkward as hell, of course. )

So you can’t keep the puzzlement out of your voice as you ask “What do you mean? Prude?”

“All she wanted to do was vanilla. Really vanilla. Some hand-stuff, missionary and spooning. I had to beg for a week before she let me do doggy. Once. She said it made her feel uncomfortable. And she didn’t talk to me for two days when I suggested doing it in the ass. And I had to pull out all the stops if I wanted to get laid twice in the same week. If it had been up to Kate we would probably have waited ‘til marriage.”

That was…odd. Kate wasn’t very adventurous, true. But after she just started going out with Toby, a slightly tipsy Kate had told you in private that she was really looking forward to getting laid again. Even more important: Kate and her childhood friend had gotten together in the last year of high-school, (when he asked her to the prom naturally). After it fizzled out your sister had said a few things that definitely sounded like SHE had been getting frustrated by the lack of sex. Not the other way round.

Maybe you misunderstood? It wasn’t like Toby could lie right now. Which reminds you:

“Do you feel bad about the way it ended?”

“A bit. ”the trace of indignation is gone from Tobys voice is gone as he admits that “I mean it was fun at first. But at the end she was … was….” You can almost hear his muscles straining as he tries to hold back his next words “ ….kind of a bitch. ”

“A bitch, huh?” you bite back your anger as you ask ” Why did you think she was a bitch?”

“As I said, I really liked her. I did. But sometimes you only notice all the small things after you share a room for an entire weekend, you know? Like the way she kept talking about my friends. ” Ah yes, Tobys friends. Turns out putting a bunch of repressed nerds into one house and suddenly giving them a lot more personal freedom than they had in high-school, can give rise to the same kind of crude shit usually associated with jocks. “ And she got really judgemental during sex. About my porn collection. She just kept nagging about all kinds of stuff. And after I told her about Sarah she got even worse. She wanted me to still pay for dinner on dates, bring her flowers and do all the stuff a boyfriend should do, but when I tried to give her a good-night kiss she stormed off in a huff. ”

You remember that night. Kate had been pretty upset. Torn between hating herself for ruining the date and making a scene and being angry at Toby because now every time she tried to kiss him she kept thinking about him kissing Sarah. You sat with her long past midnight and did what you could to shift the balance away from her thinking she was a bad girlfriend for being still understandably upset.

“And then she got all clingy the next day. ”

Because she had been trying to make it up to him.

“Then she’d go high-maintenance again, before getting all needy out of the blue. Over and over. There was just no way to make her happy. ”

You raise a hand to stop Toby. Any more and you are going to punch the guy until he got a fucking clue. “I think I heard enough.” you spit out between clenched teeth.

You close your eyes and forcibly slow your breathing, until you feel you have your temper in check again. “ You know…” you say to a Toby who is sweating bullets now “ for a moment there I was thinking about asking you to cut off your dick. Which I’d regretted as soon as I did, mind you. You are an asshole, but not…. As the saying goes: Speak in anger and you’ll give the best speech you will ever regret. ”

“So we will postpone this until I had some time to think. Of course you’ll need a strong incentive to come and since your dick got you into this mess how about this? Would you rather have your penis turn into a fully functional female reproductive system over the span of five seconds or would you rather get off this bench in five minutes and forget about my power, or that we met at all today, and return here at midnight alone to quietly sit on that bench speaking only when spoken to and stay there until the sun rises or I tell you to get up?

With one of these choices you still have the chances to cut your losses- pun intended- and take the next bus out of here instead of meeting up again. ”