paisycle
sex with a guy who doesn't know your name or number - feels like finding quarters in a coat pocket, except it's on purpose and he gets off easy.
ordered dinner at the bar next to some dude. got really into it. when we came up for air i told him my real name. he made a joke about stealing it back later but didn't try.
texting with this creep from work for months until one night I said 'let's meet' and now I'm on his couch wondering if this will turn physical before morning.
at the club last weekend, someone slid me a number off their phone. we've been hooking up every day since then - he thinks it's serious but i'm just collecting strings.
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