Dinner at Joyce’s (last part)

So…there I was… at Joyce’s…on the couch…with about 9 Stone beers in my system…with Joyce sitting next to me dressed in some kind of nightgown thing that wasn’t really a nightgown. Whatever it's called. But I had other problems. It was pretty clear that the next thing on the schedule was not changing the sim … Continue reading Dinner at Joyce’s (last part) →

Dinner at Joyce’s (part 2)

So Joyce had served me the appetizer of the three course dinner she had cooked for me when I went over to have her put the sim card from my old phone into the new iPhone X she’d bought me. We were in the dining room by candlelight, and I could tell that it was … Continue reading Dinner at Joyce’s (part 2) →

Dinner at Joyce’s (part 1)

So I was over at Joyce's to have her put the sim card in the iPhone she'd given me and she was making me dinner too. She kept disappearing into the kitchen, and leaving me alone on the couch. I don’t like just sitting around like a bump on a log, and I wasn’t going … Continue reading Dinner at Joyce’s (part 1) →