Booty call

I made my first booty call EVER night before last.

Of course, it was to R, who was downstairs.

Hey, I never said I wasn't lazy.

I called him on his cell and asked if he could come upstairs for a few minutes - he thought I wanted something to drink or that I was mad about something. So he came upstairs all worried, and I pounced. I made a comment about a booty call, and we both busted out laughing.

Ahh... I love being a woman.