Jimmy & Mrs. Kline 01
"Jimmy, did I just hear you correctly? Did you say that you're willing to stop by from time to time while Todd is off at the university for the next four months? Is that what I heard you say?"
"Mrs. Kline, I'm just saying that with Todd out of the picture, I mean off continuing his education, well, you may need some help around the house once in a while. That's all I'm saying."
"Jimmy, does Meatloaf and Monday Night Sports have something to do with it?"
"Well, Todd and I always called it Monday Night Sports and Meatloaf, but whatever, right?"
"Jimmy, do you expect me to believe that you drove over here to my house today out of habit?"
"I promise, Mrs. Kline. I mean, Todd just departed a few days ago, so, you know."
"Jimmy, you do know that this could become a delicate and possibly an uncomfortable situation? Not to mention maybe a little embarrassing? You know how people love to talk. Are you sure that at your current age you are ready for whatever may come of your visits?"
"Mrs. Kline, I'm 20 and because I'm 20, I know absolutely everything there is to know about absolutely everything. I mean, right?"
"Jimmy, tell me true, do you really think that you can handle any of this?"
"No, Mrs. Kline. I'm actually shaking in shoes, except for the fact that I always remove my shoes when I enter your home."
"Jimmy, how would you react if I say that I think all of this as a sexual component to it?"
"Oh, well, my first reaction would be to put my shoes back on because I'm wearing out the skin on the bottom of my feet, but I'm mature enough to say that we could have mature discussion about it."
"Jimmy, are you still trying to sleep with that the little chicklet?"
"No, Mrs. Kline, she preferred someone who didn't shake in their shoes when her bra strap became visible."
"Jimmy, you know I have almost 25 years, I mean I have some years on your little chicklet, right? Mother Nature changes things after a while, but you knew that already, right? Because you know everything about everything."
"Mrs. Kline, are you delicately rejecting me?"
"Jimmy, not yet. I mean, for a young adult male who knows absolutely everything, it seems you don't know enough to actually ask anything. Jimmy, you've been jibber jabbing, but you haven't actually asked me for anything."
Pause for a moment while I re-read the above. I mean, I must have asked for something, right?
Shoot! I mean, I thought I knew everything, but I guess I made a few statements instead of asking any questions.
"Shoot, Mrs. Kline, I'm "asking" you if I can stop by on Monday evenings for a little dinner and some sports. I mean, the good old days, right?"
"Jimmy, as a starting point, you may come over this Monday night for a meal, but nothing more. But Jimmy, do tell and be truthful, what would you have me wear? Something thin, like a sun dress?"
Oh snap, she'll know if I start searching "sun dresses" on my phone.
"Jimmy, OFMG, I was wearing a sun dress at Todd's going away party! You remember, right? The dress that allowed you to feel me up so easily when you reached for an ice tea and came up with something else!"
"Oh, I knew that, Mrs. Kline. Ah, yeah, sure, sun dresses rule. Wait, I mean, damn right a sun dress because as I remember it, you stood still for longer than you should have, not to mention that I think you leaned in for a kiss!"
"Jimmy???"
"Sorry, Mrs. Kline. I'll watch my manners, but I'm not going to apologize for finding you attractive."