I'm Katy. I'm a 28-year-old secretary at an advertising firm. Lately, I've been so busy with work, that my love life has been nonexistent. It just seems that I'm always here and there, but never with someone I like.
Anyway a couple of weeks ago, a most interesting thing happened to me. I was leaving the office when I ran into Mark. Mark was one of the guys I went to college with. I could tell that not much had changed where he was concerned. He still had that wavy blonde hair. Those piercing blue eyes. Wide shoulders.
He was walking across the parking lot not far from me. So I called out to him and asked what he was doing there. Apparently, he had just been having a meeting with one of the junior partners. Since we hadn't seen each other in a long time, I suggested we go to a local pub around the corner for drinks and to play catch up. So I hopped into my car, and met him in the parking lot of the pub. Once we were settled at a booth, we started reminiscing about college. "You know Katy, I always wanted to screw around with you." I stopped cold, and stared into his face. Did he just say what I think he said?
"Well now why didn't you?"
"I'm asking now. Come on Katy come back to my house with me."
For some reason, and I don't know why I agreed. Shortly after that, I found myself walking into Mark's house. "Where's your wife?"
"Oh she was supposed to go out with the girls, she should be home soon." Mark started walking towards the kitchen, so I followed. "Let's have another drink. I've got some great wine."
I sat down at the kitchen table and watched as Mark got out two wineglasses and proceeded to uncork a nice bottle of red wine. "So tell me how do you like working in advertising?"
We started drinking the wine and talking about what had been happening since we had last saw each other. Mark didn't mention screwing me again. I suppose he was just joking. I heard a woman scream from the front of the house. "Mark, Mark are you home?"
Glancing towards the sound Mark said, "That must be Lauren, Lisa must be drunk. Come on into the living room." So I followed him into the living room. There were two women there, one who was a brunette leaning against a wall and the other a red head supporting her.
"I tell you Mark, Lisa just can't hold her liquor. She had three drinks and said 'Another round', then before the waiter could bring them, her head hit the table. She passed out."
Mark quickly picked Lisa up into his arms. "Well thanks for bringing her home Lauren. Oh and Lauren, I want you to meet an old college friend of mine. Katy, this is Lauren. Lauren..Katy.
Lauren turned towards me and we shook hands. We said the necessary pleasantries. Then she said her good-byes. "Boy she's getting heavy, come on I gotta put her to bed. I want you to help me get her comfortable."