I was all set to go up north to our cabin on the lake for the weekend.
I had made plans with several of my friends, and we were all going to meet
at the cabin Friday night for two wonderful days away from the city, our
jobs, and our families. Just the “boys” with nothing to do or worry about.
I came home from work early Friday and started to pack the car. I was
just about finished when my wife walked out with a suitcase.
“What the hell is that?” I asked.
“Just some things I’ll need for the weekend. I’m going with you to keep
you guys out of trouble.”
“No way!” I said, “This is for the guys only. You would be the only
female there.”
“Sounds like fun to me, I always wanted to go on one of these weekends
of yours to see what you guys really do for two days. For all I know, you
might have a woman up there and you all take turns with her.”
“Don’t I wish!” I said. I had to think of something to get her to stay
home. She would probably spoil the weekend for the other guys, not to
mention mine. “If you go, you’d probably wind up having to do everything
for us. You know, get this, do that. You’d wind up being a slave!”