Because I Like You

My childhood friend, relying on his good looks and wealth, stole every girlfriend I ever had.

I went crazy and pretended to be gay, getting a boyfriend.

I wanted to see how he could steal this one.

Unexpectedly, he went even crazier. Late at night, he cornered me: “If he can be your boyfriend, can I too?”

“What, what do you mean?”

He looked at my lips: “Is it hard to understand?”

“I want you!”