Hot Shiksa calls.
I squeal: "You poked me on Facebook! This is a whole new direction for our relationship. We’re finally making our feelings concrete. It’s not just words. Now it’s down to poking. We’re making things holy."
Hot Shiksa: "I logged in to Facebook in a different way and saw that you had poked me. So I poked back.
"They don’t have pokes on the iPhone.
"Hey, if you’re going to write about me on your site, please do me the respect of capitalizing my name — Hot Shiksa.
"If I let you poke me for real, you’d be overcome by guilt. That’s why I don’t want to have sex with you. What happened to chivalry? All these guys in my life want to have sex with me. It’s so boring."
