Last New Year’s Eve at a raucous house party, long after the ball dropped and people were hooking up, a female friend and I were still going strong — drinking, I mean.

We got to talking about the holiday, the weird resolutions people make, and that we were the only ones at the party who wouldn’t be getting laid that night. The fact that I wasn’t making a move on her was kind of crazy, considering she’s smoking hot and I’ll screw just about anything. Then she said that if the two of us are hanging out next New Year’s Eve, and neither of us is in a relationship, our resolution should be to screw each other. I agreed, of course. I’m not stupid.

Fast-forward to this year: We’ll both be at the same party. I’m single. She’s single. I want to fuck her... Read More