It was after I got myself out of bed, walked over to the window and stared at the outside view of Central Park for a little bit that I had suddenly heard the sound of someone moaning which made me turn around and see the beautiful blond that I slept with whose name happens to be Shirley Peck looking at me with only the bed spread covering her naked body and asking, "Are you okay?"

And after I looked at my reflection in the mirror and realized what I had done, I sat myself down on the edge of the bed, shook my head and said, "I knew it! I knew that I was going to do something this stupid! I'm probably going to regret this for as long as I live!"

And when she saw a single tear leaking itself out of my eye, Shirley laid her head on my shoulder, took a deep breath and said, "It would be okay, John. And I am sure that Kourtney would be able to understand. After all, you are only human like the rest of us. Or is that a lie?"

Of course, that gave me the correct amount of time to think about what Shirley had said and realize that she was right before I placed my hand under her chin, kissed her on the lips and said, "Thanks, Shirley. I really mean it.", before she smiled and said, "Anything I could do for a friend. Now, how about you get yourself dressed and out of here before your wife gets the cops to start looking for you?"

And let me tell you right now that it really was a good idea that Shirley gave me because it is even to this very day that Kourtney still does not know.