i wasn’t prepared for it at all. it came as a total shock and i still don’t think i’ve recovered. dean propositioned me for sex last night. the only thing i could think to day was “uh…” the conversation went something like this:
me: how was golf?
him: it was good.
[insert perky banter]
me: you’re wired for sound tonight.
him: i’m not weird!
[insert more banter]
him: i was kind of hoping for sex tonight.
me: this game is better than sex [i was playing pong]
[insert yet more chit chat]
him: i can be there in five minutes.
me: uh…
besides the fact that recreational sex is not in my nature (as the whole jason fiasco revealed), there are a stack of reasons why sleeping with dean would be detrimental to my tenuous grasp of a social life. i’ve also come to the conclusion that right now, i’m just not interested in getting sticky with another person. i have some issues i need to deal with before i’m ready for that kind of interaction.
i just really hope this doesn’t fuck up our card nights.
Dean isn’t an ex-priest who also goes by the name of Dave, is he?
not that i know of.
don’t tell me dave propositioned you!
sheesh. at least hold out for flowers or flattery, anyway. i’d have told him what else he can do in five minutes. :P
i love you, iain.
leave it to boys to wreck the dynamic.
you are much stronger than i am. i probably would have caved. color me impressed ms. heather.
Yeah, that sounded like an uncomfortable situation.
does that qualify as irony? :)
you’re altogether different, iain. same rules do not apply.
Prrrrrrrrrrrrrr