Three is always better than two*

*Baby, I know I told you, that you were number 4 in the girls I slept with but you are actually number 6.

So, GH and I like to smoke ketek cigarettes together and chat. Sometimes chatting turns into confessions. Tonight, I felt like confessing something that I thought was bad, that I had done.

Me: GH, I've made a movie
GH: What? Like a porn movie?
Me: Yes, I'm sorry
GH: No shit? Is it on the internet?
Me: No, it was with The EX and he wouldn't have put it on there.
GH: (laughing)Holy shit, I'm dating a porn star.
Me: Whatever! I'm not a porn star!

The conversation went on and he kept teasing me about the video, and asking all sorts of questions. I was glad to see he found it impressive instead of horribly promiscuous, like I originally thought he would. Later on our second ketek cigarette, he mentioned he had a confession, intrigued I asked what it was.

"You're number 6" he said. I knew what he meant. In the line up of girls he'd slept with, he originally told me that I was number 4. Since the only way I could figure out how he had hid not one but two from me, I asked in a surprised manner, "You've had a threesome?!"

GH: Yes, I'm sorry. It was two years ago, and we were all high.
Me: Holy shit, are you serious?
GH: Yes... Are you going to get mad at me?
Me: (laughing really hard) Mad? Are you serious? I'm fucking impressed. Of the 8 guys I've dated all of them have wanted threesomes, but none of them every got one.
GH: Well, its not something I'm proud of, I had no idea what I was doing.
Me: (thoughtful for a minute) So this would have been number 2 and 3 girls?
GH: Yes, they both just started making out, and then one of them grabbed me and I kind of got dragged into it.
Me: (still very impressed with my seemingly innocent boyfriend) So you were just serviced and then left?
GH: Well, I rotated between the two of them, but it was really bad.
Me: You didn't get off?
GH: No I got off a lot...
Me: So it was bad, but only in that Catholic sense...
GH: Yea.....
I have to say, I'm impressed with my boyfriend.

Is it always the quiet ones that are the most deviant?