Mary and her bestie, Joanne, had finished the second bottle of Chablis when Mary sat up straight with an intense look. She was still single on this, her twenty-fifth birthday, and she asked the very married Joanne some frank questions in a tipsy voice.
“Good to know, and tell me, what expression does Tommy have when you’re having sex?”
“Well, he has two actually. Most of the time he has a contorted face filled with lust, passion, and concentration. Other times he looks angry and fearsome.”
“Oh? When?”
“Whenever he catches me cheating on him in our bed!”
