Michael's Prom Night

“Maybe you find a chick who doesn’t have date. She’d probably be ugly as sin but at this point you can’t be too picky.” Kelly said with smile.
Kelly's mom, Kelly and I all laughed in unison.
“Very fucking funny.” Michael said “I hope you’re all enjoying this?”
Them Kelly said “Seriously their has to be someone you can take. Then at least you can go and you won’t have wasted the money.”
“Yeah sure, maybe you could find me someone?” Michael said.
There was a long pause and for a while the room was silent as the
three of us stared at each other trying our best to commiserate with Michael and his problem. Then the two women, almost as if it had been rehearsed, shouted out together “CHRISSIE!!”
“Whoa there!” I said with laugh “Maybe someone should ask Chrissie first?”
“Come on Chrissie. Do the kid a favor.” Kelly said.
“How come no one is asking me if I’d want to go to the prom with Chrissie?” Michael asks.
“Why wouldn’t you want to?” Kelly asked “I doubt you ever dated a girl better looking than Chrissie?”
“That’s not the point.” He replied “You forget I’ve known Chrissie since way back when she was still called Chris.”

“Yeah and once she became “Chrissie” your little pecker got stiff every time you saw here.” Kelly said.
The three of us laughed at Micheal’s sudden embarrassment. He started to walk away but then turned and said “OK I’ll take Chrissie if she is willing to go?”
“What do you say Chrissie?” Kelly asked “You’ll do it. Right?”
I sat there thinking about it and then thought, what the hell, why not?
“I just thought of something genius Kell. Have you considered where we’re going to find a suitable prom dress at this late date?” I asked.
“Leave that to me Chrissie. I’ll come up with something.” She answered.