“Help me out, here,” I try. “Didn’t you tell me last year that you didn’t do guys?” “Well…” She looks guilty. “Those weren’t precisely my words. I didn’t say that I don’t like dicks. I simply said that I would never ride a hockey player’s dick. Do you hear the difference?” “I guess I do. But—” “You just assumed I meant all men. But I was just laying down some rules so that nobody would hit on me.”
