I think I might know her...

More than once, I have been shocked into silence by the following conversation with an otherwise liberated, progressive female friend:

Composite Friend: "So, Joe stayed at my place last night." (sly smile, requisite blush)

Me: "Wow, so things are going well, and fast, yeah?" (politely surprised)

Composite: "Yeah, our first two dates were so much fun, and then last night.... ahem, well, I'm just so lucky to have such a romantic boyfriend."

Me: "Oh... er... 'boyfriend'... wow!.... so you guys are officially a couple already, eh?" (barely concealed surprise)

Composite: "Of course!..." (shocked stare) "...I only sleep with one man at a time."

I find myself choking on their naivete. Did they bother to ask the designated "boyfriend"?? I've never had the guts to ask any follow-up questions.

Anyway... maybe that's this chick's problem?