Who kissed my smoking pipe?

I just woke up, and I found my smoking pipe has a lipstick mark.

A trace of smoke is still struggling to fade in the air.

Who could it be? A lipstick mark in my pipe!

A whore? a lady?, a nun?...?

- I quickly ran to the window to see if I can still see her coming out of the apartment, crossing the street maybe.... everyone is outside, but her.

..Her? Who is her? I don't even remember..

Dam! I have to stop doing crazy things..

Then I decided to let that thought rest so I went to the bathroom to finish opening my eyes with a shot of water to my face.

I bowed to the sink, quickly rubbed my face with water and stood back to dry it with a towel.

It was in that attempt that I glanced to the mirror.....



FUCK! What's that?

I have lipstick on?


I have lipstick on my lips, perfectly put on! but how? I mean Why?

Shit what did I do last Night?