This is a open note to all the woman I've been with. Granted, there are not many, but I still need to confess.

Those nights we were kissing and things got hot and heavy. Remember those times? Remember how I fumbled in removing your bra?

I have a confession. It wasn't nerves that made it difficult. It wasn't really hard getting it undone. I wasn't uncoordinated or caught up in the moment. I realized it was awkward and I was clumsy. Trust me, it was all by design.

You see, I once read that 30% of female lottery winners, hide the winning ticket in their bra. Those times I struggled with your bra, I was really looking for a lottery ticket. Those times I threw your bra across the room, looking for a lottery ticket to fall out.

I will admit, that even though I never found a winning ticket. I did enjoy searching for it.