Did I sleep with her or not?
I was on the evening commuter bus from downtown DC, sitting next to a young Navy lieutenant. We exchanged pleasantries and then fell asleep, only waking as the bus pulled in to the final stop 30 minutes later.
She slept. I slept. Touching, even.
When I’m tallying my (woeful) lifetime stats, do I get to list that as sleeping with her?
Yes, but then you’ll have to include your childhood teddy bear on that same list.
Virginia/DC commuters dream
