[Diane Rider]
I didn’t really mean to go off at Greg like that, but I’m just so angry at the moment that he just got in my way.
Rob and I have just had an incredibly romantic dinner for two, and I was looking forward to continuing the celebration back in our room.
What was Rob’s idea for continuing our romantic night?
Going to see a wet T-shirt competition!
The ungrateful, ignorant, chauvanistic, unthinking, miserable excuse for a man!
My girlfriends have always said that a man’s brain is between his legs, and Rob is proving them right. Well, the shithead has made his decision and he’s going to have live with the consequences. He could’ve had a night of making love but he’s chosen a few minutes of drooling instead. If he thinks he’s getting laid tonight, he’s going to be sadly disappointed. He had his chance, and he blew it.
Is he really the one I want to spend the rest of my life with?
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