Well, actually that does sound simple. And romantic.
Although I have never understood why men bother to have flings with women they end up disdaining after the conquest.
I just had another one. I was gonna post it on my crimes of passion stupid thread, but it's better here. I just got upset again about a memorable dating experience.
I was happily bonking a nice young fit half thai guy. In and out, a bit of that.
Last night he told me he was working till late.
I goes to the pub (I have another lovely job, it's called pub carer. I go to the pub with an elderly ex-neighbour whom I sorted out with a nice disabled persons flat, home help and tons of benefit money >your tax money at work< sorry to digress, anyways, I go to the pub with my old Irish ex-upstairs neighbour and drink as much as I can. Nice work if you can get it.
So, last night was for some reason, a lovely atmosphere in my local. Perhaps it's all the fireworks and the Diwali and the Ramadan. Anyways, all the mates of the bloke I am (was) happily bonking are in there. Must have been someone's birthday or something as there were like 20 of them.
I got up to the bar to get a round in and 2 of them come up either side and make very suggestive conversation. I was livid.
He comes in after work and I went bonkers. I accused him of blabbing all our private conversations and moves to his mates. He left.
I carried on and had a brilliant night, even though Liverpool lost the footie.
I'm wondering whether they're already idiots (not LIverpool Fc, the guys I go with), or whether I turn them into idiots?
xxxLinda
perhaps I ought to feel flattered though...
