Saturday, December 09, 2006

Eccentric, Etc.

It seemed to him that she had slept by now with everyone he knew except for him. He was a little less enthusiastic about her now. More and more he wondered if she had a screw loose. Was she just a little eccentric or was she bats? Or was he just unlucky? He wondered if he was crazy to keep fooling with her.

“I must be,” he thought.


3 comments:

  1. A thought sparked by your post: I once dated a girl and decided to take a different approach. I only kissed her goodbye at the end of each of our dates, never pushing the subject of sex. Finally, she asked me, so I gave her my shortest T-shirt (which we now laugh about)in which to sleep, and she spent the night.

    I'd write about on my blog, but she would not particularly like it.

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  2. Yeah, when she left here this morning she said she didn't want to find out you'd been writing about your lurid past with her. So, cool it, dude!

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  3. Whoops, wrong door! I was never here...

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