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An excerpt . . .
So you wake up to find that the guy you just slept with is gone, and the only thing you have to remember him by is the cum stain on your brand new feather-cuffed shirt. Then, three weeks later, you get so drunk at a social event that you’re heaving into the toilet of an elite hotel bathroom. You somehow manage to miss the toilet completely but are able to thoroughly marinate your gorgeous Jones New York suede stilettos in your chunks. And who could forget your surreptitious stuff session with that guy in the back of his SUV? He says that people still ask him how those footprints got on his back windshield. Don’t ask me—you can figure it out on your own.
Okay, so these occurrences are not the norm, but they do happen. In fact, these little mishaps occur all the time—in every bedroom, hotel, and SUV in the country. They occur in every train, hot tub, and zoo (yes, zoo) in the world! They’re happening as you read this introduction! If these unfortunate little accidents don’t happen to everyone all the time, they sure do happen to me—all the time. I also suspect that although you may not be willing to readily admit it, you and many other like-minded women experience these follies as well.