I met with a friend a little while ago. Luckily she’s not on social media, doesn’t know about my posts and general indiscretion.
She’s a very busy girl. Show me an unbusy person these days… It’s all relative isn’t it? Life is hectic.
Anyway..
She was relaying a story about a guy she went out with when she was much younger. A very nice bloke she was at pains to tell me. Until…. She woke up in the middle of the night and he was fiddling with her and trying to have his way… I know, horrifying.. This, apparently, was his preferred sexual encounter.
Surprisingly, the relationship didn’t last. ‘Is it because…’ he asked when she ended it. ‘No, no’, she said (what do you think buddy?)
I look back on it now, she continued.. And it seems very efficient. I mean, I might have to drug myself so that it wouldn’t disturb my sleep, but I would be able to tick my to do list before my first cup of coffee.
Look him up, I suggested helpfully, he would probably sponsor the drugs.