Back in 1997, the week before I met Xena's Guy, I bought a pair of size 6 Levis. They were my first size-sixes in YEARS. I had only tried them on in the store - hadn't even worn them out in public yet.
A few weeks later, I'm dating this new guy, and he was over at my place over the weekend in shorts. We decided to go somewhere, and he asked if he could borrow some pants instead of schlepping across town and back for his.
He put on my brand-new Levis, and the damn things looked better on him than they did on me.
And he probably bragged about how he got into your pants.
If I show my slip, I park for free at Ben Taub.
Of course, I didn't have to borrow the slip. It is mine.