Oh, C'mon! Have a little faith in me! It's true that I may have made an embarrassing mistake, but the suggestion that I was two-timing her is a bit of an overstatement. That's because, as I pointed out in my original essay, the bra had been in my closet for months, belonging to a former fling who had moved to Eastern Europe six months prior. In other words, the chances of me being actively involved in a relationship with her and this other woman are pretty slim. Plus, the fact that my once-a-week thing had become a once-a-month thing suggests that something else was going on - not me seeing someone else.
All of this taken into consideration, it's UrRong to assume that the woman was wrong in her assumptions. Even if it was an unfortunate circumstance that I hadn't cleaned my closet out in a while, it's still possible for me to redeem this particular situation without jumping to conclusions about my questionable morals. In the end, it was an embarrassing moment for all parties involved, but it doesn't necessarily warrant the damning suggestion of me two-timing anyone. After all, I'm no Voldemort - though some might argue that I act like him sometimes.