I knew her from the bars, years ago.
She hung out with us on dart nights
which was every night
and usually went home with my best friend
who was using her for a piece of ass
while he planned his wedding to another.

A year or two into all that
after my first marriage was over
I got real depressed
coming home each night to an empty house
not really living
just going through the motions.

Though I didn't notice
until I was almost inside
one night she followed me
pulled up in the driveway
got out of the car
said hi
and went in like she owned the place.

I didn't know what she was up to
and still don't fully understand
maybe she was just a horny girl
maybe because she knew I was hurting
for human touch
she wanted to be a sleazy version
of Florence Nightingale

Either way
it was
close to perfect
for a guy who didn't have
anything left to give
all four times it happened.