So I was in bed the other day with a lady friend. We'd spent the evening talking philosophy while we sipped on wine and worked our way through her record collection. It wasn't until I had decided to leave that we ended up in her bed. I had known this girl for several months already, she worked at a coffee shop I frequented downtown. This was the first time we had spent any time together outside of her work, and it had taken a total of four hours to get her into bed, give or take.
Like I was saying though, we were in bed. I hadn't wasted any time dispensing with the clothes and we'd been rolling around for quite a while before she paused suddenly. With all sincerity, she looked me in the eye and said "Chris Hunt, you make it hard for a girl to stay classy".