A late saturday night, I decide that it would not be such a bad idea to meet up with my ex-girlfriend. My husband debates it, but eventually we end up meeting her and her friends at OPA. After many drinks and dances on the table, my ex asks me to walk her back to the car, "i forgot something". As we step outside she asks me to drive her to the nearest store for some wraps. I hop into my hubby's car and drive her to the 7-11. We end up kissing a little and one thing leads to another and we end up in the freezer. The manager of course, walks in and kicks us out. We drive back to OPA, wet and ready for action...but my hubby refuses..."too close for comfort". At this point I'm a bit tipsy and would not take no for an answer...."come with us to the doll house"

My ex hops on her convertible and I hop on top of her. My hubby struggles to pull me out and eventually does. We rush off to the nearest strip joint where we both get our needs met....without the ex....what was I thinking????