Quantity is Quality

Nearly twenty five years ago I was working as a clerk in a large grocery store. I had just turned 18 and in the store there were plenty of attractive girls and customers who worked and shopped there. Initially when I started working there I kept to myself but over time I became friends with a guy named Jaromir Horshiva who was born in the Czech Republic. Jaromir was an extremely handsome guy with beautiful black hair and the finest European facial features I had ever seen. He also had a good physique as he worked out regularly. The couple times I had seen him in public he was dressed sharp as a tack. But the one characteristic that defined him was his ability to womanize the girls. 

​We started to talk a lot and one day he asked me if I wanted to go to the bar with him and a couple of his friends. I agreed and that night he picked me up from my parents house and we headed to a club to meet his friends. 

At the club Jaromir went straight to work with the ladies, buying them drinks and taking them out to the dancefloor. The drunker the girl got the dirtier the dancing became and soon he had the girl by the hand and he would lead them off into the washroom, or a secluded hallway or in behind a car in the parking lot for a little action. That night Jaromir fooled around with at least three girls and finally an older cougar took him home.

The next day I asked him how things went with the hot cougar and he said that she was great in bed but then her husband came home and was chased out of the house with a baseball bat. Jaromir said that he didn't even have time to take his clothes and was a little worried because he had left his wallet in the pants and if the husband found the wallet he would likely end up dead. He said that he walked home naked through the bush and in the shadows of the night.

That same day the cougar came into our workplace and gave him back his wallet. Her face was black and blue as her husband must have worked her over. It was funny that Jaromir always seemed to get out of trouble without being worse for wear. He laughed about the incident and two days later he told me that he had met this hot girl at another bar and they were supposed to hook up tonight and he asked me if I wanted to meet her. I found the request a little strange because I didn't really care who he was dating or sleeping with but I agreed to meet her just to be polite. Jaromir told me that he hoped to get some action from her because she seemed like the type. Around three o'clock I went for my break and just as I sat down Jaromir came upstairs into the breakroom to show me his new girlfriend.

It was my sister.