Desperate, Single and Still a Virgin

Four days ago I could’ve sworn I had fallen in love. I met a guy, no, not just a guy, I met the guy. I had been running around the park, it was a long day at work. I was so into my music that I didn’t realize I had gotten off track and into the gardens. I started looked around and everything was so peaceful, so isolated. I smiled and began to dance to the music.

I stopped and started to swing my hips side to side. Then I began to do a circular movement, I untied my hair and I took my jacket off. I got so into the mood that I started juking at a plant in front of me. It was my world, until I heard a chuckle coming from the back! It was the most handsome face I had ever laid my eyes and definitely the hottest body around (considering that the park was next to a retirement community, though, everyone has their own personal preference, I can’t judge!). Embarrassed at the fact that he had seen me making a fool of myself, I apologized over and over again until I heard three words: Please, shut up.” He took my hand and asked me to follow him to the fountain. He asked me if I would let him take me to a new world… I whispered yes. With the blink of an eye I had his lips on top of mines…until I heard that chuckle again. He pulled back and said: “ You are really desperate, I guess my grandfather wasn’t wrong!” I look to my side and I see an old couple sitting down trying to cover their laughter. His grandfather was my next-door neighbor (who is a total pervert!) and together they made a plan called:

“The Desperate, Old and Single Virgin gets Punked”. Next thing I know my prince charming starts to juke, mocking me and laughing. And you know what’s the worst part? His grandfather and the pervert started juking as well! Talk about a shattered fairy tale…