"I caused what?"
"You beat him up and now he will never be able to have s*x again."
"Aw, that's too bad." I said with as much sarcasm as I could muster. "Maybe you can find someone else to give you diseases... or you can infect them like you did me."
"f**k you." And she hung up.
I laughed. I did send the one note to her dinner companion, but I didn't send any others. Maybe it was Jones. Maybe he was getting revenge, but I would think that he would be more likely to try to get revenge on the person that beat him up, and if I were in his shoes, I would think it was me; not her. Then I thought about what I had just told her; that I had found out what good p***y was like. The fact was, hers was the last I had and it was time to change that. Up until then I had made no effort to try to get
