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.
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I guess I should mention that this blog turned 20 years old last month.
It’s true that I haven’t been writing much for the past few years, but then
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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.
ReplyDeleteI'd write about on my blog, but she would not particularly like it.
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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