Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Does He Always Have To Pick That Time of the Month?

So I got a phone call from Mr. Gentleman who was bored on Friday. I returned his call on Saturday, not realizing that he'd called previously. For those playing the home game, about a month ago he and I "consummated" our non-relationship, but then did not talk after that so I chocked it up to a one-night stand.

When I called him back, he invited me to come over and watch a movie. Not being a fool, but being on the way home from visiting a different friend, I stopped by my apartment and quickly showered and shaved my girlie-bits. Of course, I debated doing this since Flo was in town and unless he had no real problem with period-sex, he wasn't going to get any.

Then I went over and watched a chick flick. He didn't like the movie, even though it was his movie that he'd picked out.

Then we exchanged back rubs and tussled (he likes the fact that despite being roughly 3x my weight, he can pin me) and then ultimately ended up in the bedroom, where I informed him of his poor timing.

Six hours of cuddling later, I headed home.