$ & C post # 2 As I played his words back in my mind, I r..
Added 2021-03-02 08:33:11 +0000 UTC$ & C post # 2 As I played his words back in my mind, I realized I needed another glass of wine. How is it that two people can never once date but manage to stay connected over so many years? And when I say connect, I don’t mean more than the occasional casual sex. I mean, the sex is good, but can that really be all that makes a friendship or hookup-ship last? Also cannot forget the months, the long months he would sometimes spend ghosting me. The younger years, when I would drunkenly text him at a house party either dirty or too truthful things. We had been through a lot together; fucked outside my childhood church, his garage, his car, my place, the shop, etc. At some point I had wanted more but that was never a possibility. So is my heart so closely tied to my pussy that I can’t distinguish the point at which to let something go? Will I even see him again in a few days like we planned? Or did I completely embarrass myself... again.
