Sitting at the dining table at the Bed and Breakfast on the third and last morning of our stay, J and I reflected on our vacation and enjoyed the pecan waffles. We saw a bunch of museums, a pretty botanical garden, and an excellent concert. We also ate at some good restaurants and had a satisfying amount of excellent sex.

As we fell quiet, concentrating on our waffles, I noticed J fiddling with something in his pocket.

I didn’t think anything of it, perhaps he was checking for his wallet or re-arranging his keys.

The fiddling continued.

I looked on with curiousity as he pulled some money out of his wallet, selecting a crisp 5 dollar bill, and laid it flat on the table between us.

He looked into my eyes with a sort of earnestness and intensity that I’ve only seen a few times before and made a proposition.

“I’ll give you 5 dollars for your other sausage.”

The man liked the sausage that much. I obliged as no link of sausage is worth 5 dollars to me.

What should I do with my 5 bucks?