My Best Friend's Father
he says casually, which makes me angrier.
“She was not asking a simple question. She was flirting with you.” I storm off towards the vendor.
“She was not flirting. Fe, she came up and said I looked like a DILF, and I said I didn’t know who that was, and she laughed and talked about the band. How is that flirting?” I look at him, stunned. He is old, but he is young enough to know what DILF means.
“She said you look like a DILF, not a person named DILF. It means Dad I’d Like to Fuck.”