
Like many people, due to the state of the economy, I’ve been trying to cut back. I’ve done this by trying to stay local to avoid huge cab fares, not going anywhere that will charge me a cover, and frequenting dive-ier bars. I know that if I go to the Rose Bar, I can find a guy to buy me drinks, but sometimes I’m just not in the mood.
So, last weekend, I went to the Playwright Pub with a girlfriend. We just wanted to grab a few beers close to home and see if there were any cute guys. Most of the guys there didn’t interest me at all. There were a lot of tourist types, which can be fun, but tonight, none of them were hot. After a little while though, I saw one guy I couldn’t stop stealing glances at. He was with a girl, but I couldn’t tell if she was his girlfriend. I decided to show him my interest, and if he wanted to, he could come up to me. Lo and behold, it only took him about five minutes to come over. My friend was already talking to a guy, so he came right up to me and started talking. The girl he was with disappeared.
After about an hour or so, my friend wanted to leave with her guy, so I suggested to mine that we head back to his place. I love seeing a guy’s face when I say these words! It’s like they feel like the luckiest person in the world to be going home with me. Definitely an ego boost; it never gets old.
Next thing I know, we’re in the back of a cab, making out. I could tell he was really excited, he was putting his hands all over me and moaning into my mouth. After a while I had a vague thought that we had been in the cab for quite a while, but I was too busy with Tom to worry about it…
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