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shrugged. “ But I’m over it.  That was the other good thing that came from my rendezvous with him.”
    “ Please, ” Ramon held his hands up in surrender, “just hear me out.   I think you’ll like what I have to say. ”
     
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    “Tonight’s question is how many dates should you go on before you can expect sex from a woman ?”   Devlin paused, imagin ing his words float ing through the microphone and mingling with the radio waves .  “ One of my listeners, Jonas P. , made a comment on the blog,” Devlin continued.  “ He says , and I quote, ‘I’m not trying to invest a whole bunch of time in a relationship only to discover we’re not sexually compatible.  If I don’t get some coochie by the third date, I’ll dump a woman.’
    “Whew!” Devlin whistled.  “Jonas, stop beating around the bush and tell us how you really feel.   Another blogger, 2SM OO V4U , writes ‘I tell a woman on our first date that if she doesn’t give it up within a month, it’s not going to work. ’ ”
    Devlin chuckled.  “ I see m y listeners are serious when it comes to getting some nookie.  This guy is calling it quits after one month.  Everybody knows their breaking point. I ain’t mad atcha fellas.”  Devlin noticed the switch board was lit up with callers.  He quickly took the next one.  “Caller, you’re on th e air.  Who am I speaking with?”
    “This is Miss Ind ependent,” the sexy voice cooed. 
    Devlin’s heartbeat stuttered.  He knew that voic e. The owner had chewed him out. Then, pleaded in his ear for him not to stop his sensual assault on her .  He could still smell her scent on his body.  He had to fight the erection he got just remembering the feel of her warm thighs wrapped around him.
    He recovered, eager to speak with her.  “Caller, this show is romance from a man’s point-of-view, but I’ll hear everybody out . ”
    “ Good, bec ause I’d hate to think you were a sexist pig. I’ve been list en ing to your show, and the fema le viewpoint i s definitely under represented.”
    Devlin smiled.  “ Uh, in case you haven’t noticed, this show is called Bro-mance 101.”
    “Honey, you can’t h ave any Bro-mance without the ladies.   A re you scare d of females or som e t h ing? Worried we ’re going to inject som e logic into your p aranoid arguments?”
    “ If you’d seen some of the deranged women I ’ ve deal t with, you w ouldn’t think I was paranoid.”
    “Speaking of deranged , let’s take a look at tonight’s asinine topic: how many dates do you take a woman on before you demand she give it up?   You cannot be serious.”  
    “Hey, it’s a legit question.”
    “ Just a few weeks ago, you were talking about women who give it up too soon.  You are by far the most schizophrenic host I’ve ever listened to.  You w ant to have your cake and eat it too!”
    “ Hell yeah!  While you’re at it, throw in the candles and the balloons.”
    “ You men don’t know what you want. ”
    “ A in’t that the pot calling the kettle black?  Everybody knows women have flip-flopping down to a science.  First, you push your three month rule on us.  Then, you flip the script and try to give us all the candy at once.”
    “ That’s not the point ,” Zhané quipped. “ Even if we only had a one month rule, men would be trying to get in to our pants the first week!”
    Or in my case, the first night.
    “ Well, ” Devlin demanded.  “ w hat other o ptions do you have to offer ?   Most men don’t want to wait three long months.”
    “ Ever hear of phone sex? ”
    “ Oh no !  That’ll give a brotha a case of the blue balls! ”
    Zhané ’s light-hearted laugh cozily wrapped itself around him.  “ Women have sexual frustration s too ,” she admitted, “but i f you want it bad enough you’ll wait. ”  
    Devlin enjoyed bantering with her.  “You’re right ,” he conceded.  “ I’m such a hyp ocrit e .”
    She laughed again.