They were all the same, these girls with socialist ideas. They always thought that he was horribly bourgeois and they always thought that being bourgeois was bad. Well, he had news for them. He thought that being bourgeois was just fine. hadn't really decided yet on a his future life, But he was twenty-three years old and he had some ambitions He wanted to be successful at something he just didn't know at what. He wanted to make his parents proud of him. He wanted to meet lots of women. He wanted to have lots of fun in his life and he wanted never to be sad Thinking about fun and sadness, Dexter was now feeling that this night had been a mistake. There were going to tears. There were going to be angry phone call be Emma returned and lay down beside him again. She had put on a t-shirt with a political slogan on the front. Do you mind if we just cuddle o, Dex?" Emma said Dexter didn't think this was a good idea at all, but he didn't say OK, that's what you want," he said, without interest. I can't believe l just said"cuddle", Emma said, after a minute of silence"What a terrible bourgeois word for me to use! I'm sorry. We must get some sleep," said Dexter. He was think"This must never happen again.