"Delete the recording. If you don't, I'll feel threatened by you."
I sighed. Women were really hard to handle.
"I won't delete it. You've already deceived me. What if you dump me?"
I gave in. I was being dragged into this.
"Aren't you afraid that I might have doubts?"
"Afraid!" she said. "If you want me to delete it, come to my place tonight, and you can delete it yourself."
How did we end up talking about this again?
"I don't believe there is such a thing as pure friendship between men and women in this world. I don't believe in having a platonic female friend. I've placed all of my bets on you. You want me to lose my pants?"
"Why are you so vulgar?"
She retorted, "But you like me this way, don't you?"
I was speechless!
It seemed impossible to get her to delete the recording today. I said, "I think we haven't spent enough time together. If I wanted to, I could have had you on the rooftop that day. I wouldn't have waited until today."
