possibilities
his is the first post i answer on craigslist in september. it was original, creative, sensitive, honest, funny, intelligent. and long. it takes me 2 minutes to read the whole thing, and by the time i finish, i know i have to respond.
my response is short; mostly just to let him know how his writing affects me. he responds in kind, and he asks me one or two questions. we email back and forth short messages, somewhat flirtatious in nature. i give him my number, and he calls me while i am at a meeting. he leaves a message on voice mail, and i put off talking to him until some other day that may never come.
when i get home from my meeting, i email him an apology, and tell him that i am on messenger. it is late at night, and i am on only to check up on a few things. then my a window pops up, and it is him. our fun on messenger is very quick witted, amusing, and it flows unlike any ive ever had (besides roben). it lasts until 3 in the morning.
he invites me to lunch the next day, and i am hesitant. after some convincing, we meet, and the rest is history.
the last time we talk, he tells me of a loophole to my celibacy vow. he says that only new sex will render my vow broken. i tell him he is the last lover i had, and he tells me that if he and i sleep with each other again, i would still be celibate because it isnt new sex.
i call him again yesterday, in a spontaneous act to dull the memory of meeting bob. he calls me this morning, we chit chat, and again, i love the flow of our conversations. i love how funny he is, how he understands my inferences, and how he can play along. he tells me he is free for coffee today at 1. i try to be cool and pretend to check my availability at that time. i nonchalantly accept the invitation.
i am excited at the prospect to see him again, but more to just talk to him. he really awakens some neurons that lay dormant until a person with some quick wit comes along. so far, not many have passed by. i also want to kiss him because, let me tell you, girls, this boy can kiss. but i dont want to sleep with him again.
maybe. thats his favorite word. he says it reminds him of all the possibilities.
his is the first post i answer on craigslist in september. it was original, creative, sensitive, honest, funny, intelligent. and long. it takes me 2 minutes to read the whole thing, and by the time i finish, i know i have to respond.
my response is short; mostly just to let him know how his writing affects me. he responds in kind, and he asks me one or two questions. we email back and forth short messages, somewhat flirtatious in nature. i give him my number, and he calls me while i am at a meeting. he leaves a message on voice mail, and i put off talking to him until some other day that may never come.
when i get home from my meeting, i email him an apology, and tell him that i am on messenger. it is late at night, and i am on only to check up on a few things. then my a window pops up, and it is him. our fun on messenger is very quick witted, amusing, and it flows unlike any ive ever had (besides roben). it lasts until 3 in the morning.
he invites me to lunch the next day, and i am hesitant. after some convincing, we meet, and the rest is history.
the last time we talk, he tells me of a loophole to my celibacy vow. he says that only new sex will render my vow broken. i tell him he is the last lover i had, and he tells me that if he and i sleep with each other again, i would still be celibate because it isnt new sex.
i call him again yesterday, in a spontaneous act to dull the memory of meeting bob. he calls me this morning, we chit chat, and again, i love the flow of our conversations. i love how funny he is, how he understands my inferences, and how he can play along. he tells me he is free for coffee today at 1. i try to be cool and pretend to check my availability at that time. i nonchalantly accept the invitation.
i am excited at the prospect to see him again, but more to just talk to him. he really awakens some neurons that lay dormant until a person with some quick wit comes along. so far, not many have passed by. i also want to kiss him because, let me tell you, girls, this boy can kiss. but i dont want to sleep with him again.
maybe. thats his favorite word. he says it reminds him of all the possibilities.
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