Brief encounter. promises Stories

Scenario: It's almost closing time and the last call bell has rung. Most of my buds have managed to meet someone new and all that's left are the dregs, and I have never and will never go that route. So I go to the pay phone and place a call. Remember dear readers, there was a time when there were no cell phones. A female voice thick with sleep answers. "Good evening," is all I need to say. "What's up?" the voice responds...