Not only was the hot woman at the bar actually talking to me, she was flirting up a storm. I was doing my best just to keep up. This wasn’t the sort of thing that happened to me every night. But Cait started out by giving her name, and then went even further by spelling it for me.

So I was vexed when someone sat on the other side of me, leaned over me and started talking to Cait. It quickly became apparent that the women knew each other when the intruder introduced herself as Kate — again, it was spelled out for me in an apparent attempt to avoid “Cait confusion.”

I figured Kate was trying to cockblock me for some reason, and I was desperately trying to think of some way to get rid of her.

The two women traded knowing looks. Cait resumed her flirtatious talk, and surprisingly Kate... Read More