Jan 24, 2009 7:37 AM GMT
Last night I was feeling particularly horny. It's this time of the year in this side of the globe that it continually rains day in and day out. So I updated my Facebook saying that I "is email@example.com", well I only got a feedback from a girlfriend and we ended up chatting on my update. Needless to say, I lost my erecshun instantly.
Then I got an sms from this Croatian pilot from about 4 long blocks away from my place. He read my update on Facebook. It's been a while since I saw him the first time (we just chanced upon each other one late afternoon I was "training" for my 10K --any reason to go out in short shorts justified-- this is still basically a Muslim country).
Well, he was a vanilla fuck... *ho hum*... but he's tall and VGL for his age. It was actually his posture that got me the first time. I only found out he's married (while we were having sex that first time), so I intentionally added him on my Facebook so he'd be put off by my antics and comedy routines [Oooh, another thread in my head! bless.].
Anyway, I thought I'd bask in the rare opportunity to say "no". And our sms went:
Him: Hey sexy, wanna come over?
Me: Ha ha! How the devil are you? Are you online?
Him: Yeah, just got back from flight. Not flying 'til Sunday.
(This was me Facebooking and RJ-ing at the same time... so say, about 10 minutes passed.)
Me: I'm too lazy to move. It's cold, it's raining. And I'm headed to bed soon.
Him: Why not head to my bed instead? We can order pizza, KFC, anything you want.
Me: Really? But it's late.
Him: We can order your favorite thin crust and half a bucket of extra spicy chicken. Have you tried that?
Me: LOLLLL!!! Tried what?
Him: The new extra spicy KFC.
Me: Is that new?
Him: Yes, or have you been serious about your health regimen avoiding all these junk food even after the marathon? Hey, congrats btw. So should I inform the guard that I'll be expecting you?
Me: Give me half an hour
Oh the man fed me, alright! All I can say is that it was worth staying-in this weekend. I still have the whole Saturday at my disposal. So, am I a whore for being offered food as motivashun? I mean, I'd get very hungry after sex anyway...
p.s. And I didn't ask for cab fare as he knows I live close by