Well this is very unusual so I have to write it down…
Usually my “dates” are great. Hot guys, fun/ok personalities and overall charming.
Last night I met Liam, and sadly, he was my first exception… (Surprising, considering two of my ex fuckfriends are Americans).
He was not bad looking but he was bigger than his pictures (I don’t mind a bit chubby but he was beyond that). His personality was also a bit too extra for my taste. But what turned me off, however, is the fact he stank! Omg what the fuck?
There’s nothing I hate more than bad smells.
I tried to stay in control and polite as possible talking about random stuff avoiding any approach, and then, when he suggested sex I kept it chill and said “I just met you…” (meaning I don’t fuck someone I just met, which is totally bullshit but, ugh!)
He got the message and I hope I didn’t look like a jerk but seriously, I didn’t care if I did. My hygienic body didn’t deserve that, not even for any amount of money.
And speaking of money… I have this other guy (Nick) whose fetish is to be a sugar daddy. Well, Nick is being after my old bones for some time and last night he sent me this totally random message…
I was like okay…
He works for a pharmacological firm and apparently he can afford his fetish, which is hot but what? Humans are weird. And this new generation a bit too much.
I swear, listening to Liam’s stories last night I could see how social media is affecting them, how dependent they are of it to move around. The need for acceptance, to belong and to stalk others lives. They can’t just form their own personality, but instead become a copy & paste of each other.
Anyhow, he got me tired, and despite that I couldn’t sleep.
I slept close to 2 hours, the same amount of time I gave to Liam to kill my boner last night.