Back in my early 20's I was in a long term relationship that was winding down... ok I was essentially dumped.

Anyway I was dating this new girl and had her over night on a Friday. We had outstanding sex and she went on her merry way after breakfast on Saturday.

I had taken over the lease from my ex and she still had stuff at the apartment. She wanted to come by Saturday night to pick up a few remaining things. Wouldn't you know one thing led to another and before I knew it we were going at it hard and heavy in my bed.

The next morning when she got up to take a shower I rolled over and stumbled across a bra underneath her pillow. Only problem was I didn't know if this was her's or the other chick's bra... they both had big boobs?

I took a chance and tossed the double barreled slingshot in my sock drawer. I must have gotten away with it... neither chick ever brought up a missing bra.

Sometimes you just get lucky.

In the end that was the last time I saw my ex, and I ended up going out with the new girl for nearly 3 years. All's well that ends well.