Chicks dig clues

(Above: BF hanging with some chicks. In the summer time he is inseparable from his sunglasses)

Tonight, BF told me he has a surprise for me and that he would give it to me this weekend.

Whenever BF has a surprise for me, I make him give me "clues" as to what the surprise is because 1) I am a bad person and have to ruin gift giving, 2) I am a very bad surprisee because my curiosity drives me up the wall and I just HAVE to know, 3) Trying to figure out the surprise is half the fun of getting a surprise.

So I hound him until he eventually breaks down. Like any good/smart boyfriend, BF does what his girlfriend says....

The number of racy ideas that initially went through my mind when I was told I was getting a surprise were immediately dispelled when I got my first clues. Apparently, the surprise:

1). Is Used (could still be a racy surprise- but, for hygiene sake, I hope it isn't)
2). Fits in my pocket (could still be racy as long as size is not directly proportional to level of enjoyment ;)